I hold her ass and began to dig my dick more inside. Amisha pushed me away. She laid down on the bed, spread her legs and started rubbing her pussy. A...isha left out a loud moan, squirting all over my dick.Amisha: Ah! You son of a bitch. You made me cum more than 3 times tonight.I walked to Amisha and pushed my dick in her pussy. Holding Amisha’s leg more wide I began to bang her deep. Amisha was resting her head on Raj’s back and I was fucking her. Amisha was looking at me, rubbing her. "Isn't she a bit young, I mean..." She's sixteen, big enough and old enough to know her own mind. And I'd rather she was getting taught by someone who cares about women rather than fumbling about with some of these grubby little no hopers that always seem to be after her." I'm sorry. You would rather... ?" Well, she is my daughter."Damn, that hadn't reached me. And I wasn't sure about the morality of mothers procuring men for their daughters. Still, who am I to talk about morality?"You'll have. She loved it in the ass, but we had to go gently because she was getting sore. She developed her blow job skills, and by the time I left she had reached pretty high in my scale of blow jobs. She got into it, and I realized how much potential beautiful Bridget had. The man who could get her to fuck him, instead of laying there and letting him fuck her, would be a lucky man, indeed. It was there. It just had to be cultivated.When I left, I tried to get her to agree to see me again. "I don't know,. He was smooth, almost hairless but his prick was covered in cum and blood and small flecks of dirt. She realised with revulsion it was shit, her shit. Her eyes pleaded but he couldn’t see them and even if he had been able to she knew the result would be the same. She kept her mouth shut but when something smashed into her back, was it a whip ? A belt ? She opened her mouth to cry out and found it stuffed with the repulsive sex. She sucked and licked and felt like throwing up but he was in.