"You allowed me to go to your study ... You wanted this to happen!" I accused him."You have no right to talk to me like this." My father was now angry...with me."You failed in your assigned duty to your family father, how else should I react?" I said also angry, angry with him, with me, with this sham of authority. "You purposely wrote down the spell incorrectly, knowing that I would study it and cast it at some time, it wasn't an accident was it?" I said to him knowing this was the truth. I. So, I’m explaining to the sexy k**do that I never ever came when being orally taken care of and he seemed surprised. As we went on in our discussion, he mentioned my stories being intense, wanting to experience intimacy with an ebony woman and also found his little sweet name for me. I’m his Canadian Chocolat.Not being certain if his sexy-ly dirty as I am, I started reading his stories and got excited. As usual at one point thru the provoked stimulation, I started feeling those automatic and. I knew the videos in front of me were not only hot and full of sex but they appeared to tell a story. A story about Mr. Waters sexual needs and desires and Mrs. Waters fulfilling his needs. I decided to start from the first video. The date was almost ten years ago. Same house, only three cameras on this tape. Mr. Waters was laying on his bed. He was naked. Damn, what a smoking body. Thinner, lean to be exact. And what a big dick! I want to climb on that thing now. I instinctively. Every thrust pushing my mouth harder and harder against her slit. I can only imagine the site it must have been, Lilly propped up with her shirt pushed up over her big tits while her younger brother was slamming into me. I began to wonder who was going to cave first? Who was going to be the first to cum. Trent soon answered that question.“Oh fuck I’m going to cum! I have to cum!” he pulled out.“Yeah cum on her face. I want you to dump your load all over her face!” Lilly instructed him but when.