. She had to think fast. She let go of Ben's cock and flopped onto her back. She bent her knees, spread her legs, and showed her slick pink slit."Dadd...," she pouted, "you can't send me to bed now. I'm all horny again."So was Ben. He'd just finished coming like crazy, but the sight of his daughter's luscious-looking slit brought his arousal back to fever pitch. Maybe Chrissy was right. He couldn't send her to bed horny. He'd just get her off again so she could sleep. Only this time he wouldn't. She kept having orgasms after orgasm and kept telling him not to stop, and keep fucking her. She was telling him how you liked to get fucked by him and how she liked how his big cock felt inside her pussy. It was after almost forty minutes when he started growling louder, he moved his hands from her head and shoulder and placed them on the side of her hips. Now she could turn her head and take a look at him. She was in shock when she saw him for the first time. He barely seemed human. He had a. The first load of cum from someone standing over me hit my face, and he was immediately replaced with a small more angry looking cock. My tits were being grabbed and my ass was being slapped as I was moved to my hands and knees. I heard, “Let's go boy, air tight’” So the next stage of my fucking began. I tried to scream but the cock in my mouth muffled it. It seemed like a long time form that moment on. It was in reality only 20-25 minutes total. I was told that I did well handling all the men. I drank in the words and his Turkish accent. I had not heard his voice in ten years. His voice was the first voice I ever heard outside of America. I smiled and I tried to think of what to say. "I am sorry Murat." I told him and I took a deep breath. "It was coming for a long time. Would you like to have coffee with me today?" He asked. There was a pause and I wondered if he was nervous or what.It was a Sunday morning. My husband was at the gym. I would lie, I would do anything to see Murat..