She told me that she loved me as she guided his cock inside of her. I was so turned on watching his cock disappear deep inside her pussy. She began to...ride him hard and fast pounding up and down. His hands made their way to her tits; he quickly took off her bra and her tits popped out. He grabbed and squeezed her tits, telling me how tight she felt and how perky her natural titties felt. My wife was moaning and moaning telling him how good he felt inside of her and how thick his cock was. He. Can you stand?” His raspy voice gives me chills. Knowing he wants complete honesty, I whisper, “I’m not sure, Master.” I hear him sit down. The sofa is leather and he’s wearing his leather pants. The friction of the two is audible. Barely. “I want you to come to me. If you can stand.” Even if it kills me, I’m going to get up and go to him. Today I have been exceptionally good. I’ve followed his commands to the “T” so I know I will not be punished this night. Slowly I allow my feet to slide from. Looking lower he saw her flat little tummy and her panties, which were also too tight, and so worn he could almost see her little pussy through them. Her Daddy reached up and removed her bra with shaking hands. She burned with shame as her Daddy covered her small breasts with his big hands and lightly pinched and rubbed her pink little nipples with his fingers, causing them to harden instantly. Her Daddy leaned forward and she gasped when she felt his mouth against her nipple as he sucked the. “Watch me”, I said, and I walked home with a confidence I have never had. I wasn’t able to carry out my plan unfortunately because I walked through the door of my house to find my mother crying on the couch with a bottle of gin. “What’s wrong mom”, I asked. “He’s such a liar and a dirt bag”, she shouted. “Who?” I asked. She stayed quiet for half a minute and I repeated the question. “Who mom? Who? I’m sure whoever he is, dad can take him.” “He is the dirt bag, your father has been having an.