She opened her eyes, and for a second she seemed about to scream, but then her eyes rolled back in her head and she slumped down on the toilet, moanin... again.“Go… Fuck…! Oh Fuck!” I groaned as I watched her writhe. Without really thinking straight, but somehow managing to move at all, I got down on my knees in front of her.“Sorry Kelly, I guess I have to take responsibility here…” I muttered. I pulled her panties to one side, barely stalled at all by her weakly protesting hands, and stared at. Her tongue was swirling on the cock head inside her mouth i could not bear it anymore as my cock was on fire for about 15 min. i shoot my load of semen into her mouth she then drank everything and came up and sat we two then exchanged sweet kisses. till now her friend was a mere spectator then she too came before me and squatted and took my limp cock into her mouth this time i could feel the firework in my groins i was startled at this gush of fortune. later the cock grew up, mallika too gave. And now…It always began the same way, and Anita loved the whole ritual of it. Maybe that was the best part: When she hurried through the door her husband Don would be sitting in the living room, reading a book or magazine. And even though the front door was well within his line of sight, on Slave Night he never looked up or acknowledged her presence in any way.Because she wasn’t really there - not yet.So, Anita would simply drop her purse and laptop by the door and hustle up the stairs as. "I'm going to cum inside you, Claire. I'm going to fill your pussy with my cum so you'll be mine forever. I love you." Yes, Daddy! I love you too. Fuck me deep. Fill me up. Empty yourself into me. I want it. I always have. Cum for me, Daddy!"That was my limit. I hugged her close and groaned. I pushed my cock as deeply into my daughter as it would go and groaned as I humped a massive load of hot cum deep into her. Wad after wad of my cum flowed into her young cunt. I wanted to get as much of my.