I knew it was his job, but I wanted to enjoy the first night in the beautiful new house with my fiancé. "I know, but, I just wanted to celebrate wit... you tonight," I said, giving him my best pouty face. He lifted my face up and kissed me on the lips. He couldn't keep his lips to himself whenever I gave the pouty face. "I promise, we will celebrate when I get back. It will only be for 2 nights," he told me. We spent the last few hours we had together trying to assemble the bed for the master. They stared intently into one another’s eyes as his rock-hard cock found its home. She let out a gasp as he pushed in further and further before grabbing her hips.“Oh yeah, fuck me!” she said.He did as she asked. Her hands were now behind his neck as he fucked harder and harder. He pulled her hips to meet his with every thrust. She was doing her best to keep quiet knowing there was a full ER just outside the door. Neither could believe what was happening. She had never been manhandled like. I push my thumb into your ass, hard and rough and feel the heat there too." “You are already greased, and you gasp as my thumb slides deep into your body. Your anal whorl tightens around the intrusion, and you writhe and shudder, spread on the glass floor." “If anyone on the street looked up they would see you naked, hands spread on the glass, your tits and belly pressed to the clear surface as I frig you deeper and deeper and make you a filthy little bitch for all to see.” “Oh my God,” she. .. And this girl, like is happening these days, was starting to bloom a bit earlier than in generations, hell, decades past.... Her father was so mortified by it because he realized he was sexually attracted to his daughter, but only at the purely biological level, basically, not in the way of he'd actually ever consider it.... She was just really, really beautiful, sexy, and under the parentage of adults who were sexually repressed, morally confused, and, by the end of the story, had given.