What was he thinking?When Zak came over and asked him when he was going to fire up the grill, it took Tom a moment to tear his attention away from tho...e perfect curves. She was laid out on a beach towel nearby working on her tan.“What?” he asked.“Can you start up the grill, everyone is starving?” Zak asked.Tom looked at him with a sarcastic smirk, the same way he always did when Zak asked stupid questions.“What, are your arms broken? You don’t know how to work the grill?” He asked.Zak let out. My eyes squeezed shut as I let out a throaty moan. My daughter shuddered on the chair, the leather creaking beneath her nubile body.“Finger the little slut’s cunt,” snarled the tattoo artist. “Your daughter deserves to cum, too. She’s just as much a whore as you are.”Precious was. It was how she would dazzle. It all became so clear to me at that moment where we needed to go next.My hands shot down from groping my daughter’s large, fake tit. I slid across her stomach and shoved into her capris. Several times I'd been approached by different men who had stopped by on their way to the pool for a swim. Each had come out of the house, and each took time to comment to me about my wife; about how they'd just been in to see her, how sexy she was, and how much they'd just enjoyed "using" her. My gut was burning, and it didn't help that my caged cock continued to try to rise in arousal, particularly when the different men taunted me about using the woman I loved.After a time, I was freed by a. The next one landed on her right thigh whichproceeded another muted yelp. That was followed inquick succession by swatsto her left breast. tummy again, right breast, leftthigh, and so on. Allover the front of her body he rained thwap after thwap.This coupled with the continuous pain in her vulva had her senses all in anuproar. Yet, a strange sensation came over her. This is exactly the fantasyshe?d been having about this Man. She wanted Him to spank her, whip her andclamp her nipples and pussy.