.. the faster my hands fingered my clit ... and the more I pushed back on his cock ... and a little bit more slid in ... and my hands moved faster ......and a little bit ... "FUCK!! it's so TIGHT!!!!!" ... more slid in."Unnnnhhh! AAAAAHH!!UNNNNHHH!!," was all I heard come out of Fred's throat as he was suddenly completely up my ass. And I WANTED it. The 'pain' wasn't pain at all anymore. I WANTED it. I HUNGERED for that cock that was starting to pump away at my ass, while its owner was making. Her entire world was this cock. She was hopeful if she pleased him her mistress would let him would fuck her.Jack watched as Dawn worked his cock in and out of her mouth, taking more and more each time till her nose was touching his stomach. He knew he wasn’t going to last long as his cock was entering her throat and with her gaging around his cock was going to cause him to explode. He tried to prolong it but within a couple of minutes he shot his load deep into Dawn’s throat. She kept. I was trying to piece together just what was going on with her. We had wrapped up the two interview sessions and she made it clear she was very happy with the results. What was I supposed to think when she suggested we have dinner, picked me up in her incredible car, went for a ride after dinner and let me drive her car as well? Then, to finish the evening off, she invited me to spend Thanksgiving with her family.It was over two weeks to the holiday and that gave me some time to think about. How ridiculous was it to be 17 years old and shaking in my shoes about my Dad being pissed at me. Kristen’s eyes were huge. She tried to explain to him making up some lie about this being the first time she and I had shared a boy, but he interrupted. “Save it Kristen. I am going to punish you both.” He grabbed Kristen by the hair and bent her over his knee. He lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties. He rubbed her round ass. Then smack! He started spanking her. I was astonished. My Dad.