My cock felt as if it were electrified and her rim opened wider and wider for me. I could feel my balls hanging low and feeling so good pressed betwee... the opening of her soft cheeks, damp and gingery-smelling.She spoke at last in rhythm to our lovemaking. "Be ... your ... daugh ... ter ..." You are my daughter, baby." Just speaking the words quickened my approaching orgasm. Just the word daughter did it. It always did. "And ... your ... wife..." We can, baby. We can." My nuts were pulsing,. After so my years my hole is well fucked and it certainly looks it. Used by countless cocks and more, it almost pulses at the prospect of what’s to come. I’ve never wished to have a pussy and nor do I call it one either. Rather I think of it as something else entirely. I can clench it tight and milk whatever is in me, controlling how much pleasure my lover receives. I like it rough, hard and to be pounded into submission. I like be stretched. I like it to hurt. And I want to be filled with hot. It's so beautiful..." Olivia said lovingly as she looked closelyat the ring. "Wait, what the fuck? Get this thing off me!"She desperately tried to yank the ring off of her finger but it didn'tbudge, as if it was superglued to the skin. After a few more attempts shegave up and quickly walked out of the bathroom to her room where sheknewa pair of pliers were at. As she hurried down the hall she didn't noticethat various wall decorations that were hung up that weren't therebefore.Upon stepping. So it was he would popped her cherry first in her ass and not me (which was a bummer, because I would have wanted to do that so much) along with the other ass play that she had succumbed to also. One thing he also wanted was for my wife to shave her hairy pussy for him which of course Heather had never done because I would know. In my reading, curiosity came over me which made me want go through my wives things to see what I could find among them. Its only my opinion, but my wife was unleashed.