Her incestuous depths are hungry for my seed.”“You can breed your little sister. She'll love having your baby in her! I know I did! Once I got ove... being a stubborn idiot.”“Holy shit,” Isaac groaned.“Nothing like breeding your sister!” panted Clint, pumping away hard and fast at my snatch with that amazing cock of his. He buried to the hilt in me again and again. His balls smacked my pierced clit.The pleasure surged through me. A wild bliss that would consume me. It would be incredible. I. BEING PHILOSPOHICALI am coming to the end of my project. There are so many mixed emotions. I am amazed I have been able to marshal the data, carry out the statistical tests and answer the questions I set myself when I started. For a moment I think about how the whole project began, in an untidy office with Professor Dawney talking about some observational field work she wanted me to carry out. It is a life-time ago. Trying to remember begins to make me feel sick: it was so long ago and so far. Diane knelt on the hard floor, knees apart and her head lowered still wearing the blindfold. She heard his footsteps as he walked away and the frightening sound of the door clicking shut behind him.She shivered slightly in anticipation and apprehension. Although her trust in her Master was absolute, her imagination kept egging her. Something just wasn’t right; she could smell her own fear. The silence frightened her, the darkness frightened her; the time frightened her. Had he forgotten her or. The slick smooth pressure of your ass gripping my cock pushed me to the brink of coming, and I grabbed one of your tits with my left hand, while my right hand rubbed your soaking clit in vicious circles—And you came. Hard. The second your ass started pulsing around my cock with the power of your orgasm, I took my soaking wet fingers from your clit and shoved two of them into your mouth, making you suck on your juices as I pulled your head back to my face.I thrust even harder into your ass, as.