She was wearing my old football jersey, and that was all. She put her size 5.5 feet on the dashboard and began to paint her toenails red even though s...e was wearing handcuffs. This was a good time to get my big questions answered."Emma, why are you so enthusiastic about being my sex slave? Why did you help me subdue the other girls? Damn it girl, I kidnapped and raped you, and now you're pregnant. I ruined your life."Emma stopped doing her nails and stared straight ahead. There was a long. I spread her legs and made my way inward. I rubbed my dick over her pussy and gave it a hard thrust inside her pussy. Her pussy was tight like she has never been fucked before.She matched the rhythm of the movement of my hips with hers. My dick explored the depth of her pussy. She cried out in pleasure as I sucked on her nipples.“Oh, yes! Fuck me fuck me fuck me!” she cried out loud as if she wanted dad to know that she didn’t need him anymore. I turned her around doggy style, I rubbed my cock. Our kissing started becoming more intense with soft moans coming from her mouth. I started working my hands under her shirt, feeling her soft skin, moving up her back and with one quick motion, unclasped her bra. Her hands went immediately to my waist band and she unbuttoned my jeans, ripping open the zipper. "I need you in me right now" she purred and with that I had unbuttoned her jeans and in no time she was stepping out of them along with her panties. My jeans and boxers were by then down. I tentatively reached out and twirled my finger around it. Auntie Eleanor gasped. I then did something that I had been dying to do for some while but didn’t dare to ask. Swallowing hard I leaned forward, poked out my tongue and quickly rasped it across Auntie Eleanor’s clitoris.“Jesus Christ!” Auntie Eleanor cried out and her hands clamped the side of my head. I thought for one horrible moment I had done something wrong and then she muttered “Do that again…please do that again…” she pulled.