Oh god she's gonna cry he thought. He started to apologize "Sara I...." She turned to him with a big smile on her face. "Baby I didn't..." she cut him...off again as she walked over and dumped the water on his head. Then burst out laughing.He stood there shocked. He thought he had hurt her or scared her but she had taken it as a joke. Well if she wanted to be playful "oh this means war" he ran to the fridge to get the big jug of water as she squealed and ran for the front door. She had barely. ' As the warmth ran through her, she actually began to want him to touch her. His cock was throbbing at her buttocks. She was not even thinking of tennis anymore. She wondered 'what-if' and then, after swallowing nervously, she pushed her rear back harder into her father's twitching manhood.Mark's whole body tightened. Did he actually feel his daughter pushing back into him? Was she aware of what she was doing? Unable to control himself, all rational thinking somewhere in limbo, he loosened his. She kept her hands on his head, guiding him around slightly, staying in charge, always wanting to be the force behind their affair. He didn’t mind. She was a beautiful woman, it was a pleasure to fuck her and it was incredibly easy to honor her requests. ‘Good,’ she sighed as he lapped at her wet nether-lips. ‘More,’ she ordered. ‘Suck me dry.’ Natural lubrication had never been a problem for Gina, Castor’s face was already smeared with her juices. Her pussy tasted different than normal this. I look into your eyes…the medicine to calm you and the d**gs slowly fade. You begin to realise not only in a mood of absence of your will but also in terrifying clearness what happens to you. You can feel the bites of the worms as they use your intestine…you want to cry out, you want to move. But all in vain. Your are my slave. You are nothing but a subject of lust and perverted sexuality. THIS IS YOUR SEXUALITIY – you want to be a subject, a nothing, a piece of raw abusive flesh, nothing else.