"Good girl. Daddy loves an eager slut." I could feel his hard cockthrobbing in my mouth, my tongue tasting its salty fleshiness, as hecontinued: "When...you feel it against your throat, swallow, baby, startswallowing and don't stop so you open up for me. Understand?" I noddedgently with his cock filling my mouth. "Ok, now we're really going tobegin."And he pushed his cock into my throat like I've never even dreamed of. Igagged again hard and felt the belt - ohh so much pain - but i didn'tpull. We watched as she bent and twisted in the mirror checking out what we could see as she moved around in the dress. She got a couple of clips and made adjustments to the dress to get the desired effect and display she wanted. We then watched her walk out of the bedroom and down towards the kitchen.We heard her walk towards the top of the stairs, then she took two steps down allowing us to see her legs, then another step, then she stopped for a second or two, then another step which allowed us to. He pulls my hair and fucks my pussy so hard, my moans get louder and louder. His breathing is getting heavier as he is fucking drilling my pussy, his balls slapping against my clit. He then pulls almost all the way out and rams back into me, doing that a couple times, until he pulls all the way out. Jason then uses his shirt and shorts as a blanket and lays down on them and makes me get on top, facing him. "I don't want you to ride me, just let me pound that pussy."And so I let him fuck me, his. He yanked the chain in frustration.“What can I say, I’m twisted,” her voice was still husky from exertions and a slight cold.“Please?”“It makes me tingle down here... and it feels fucking lovely.”“And that’s enough to chain me up like a dog?”She walked back and kissed him on the lips, “Careful... The idea of leaving you chained up all weekend also turns me on.”Amy’s eyes glazed over as Ben ran his fingers down between her legs.“You are twisted,” he breathed, kissing her lips.Her lips parted,.