With his left hand he reached down and grabbed her by the hair. His hips thrust forward, and he pushed down her throat. He pulled out as she sputtere... and gagged, but her hands never moved. Not to wipe away her drool or her tears, not to wipe the snot coming out of her nose. George smiled at how submissive she was. He grabbed her by the hair again and started fucking her throat into a frenzy. She choked and gagged and dry heaved but never once asked him to stop or moved her hands from her. I felt frozen to the spot.He cradled the globe in his right hand as if he were weighing it, and the side of his thumb grazed roughly over her swelling nipple. He pulled away for a moment to look at Beth's tit, and then, with a throaty moan, his mouth clamped onto her breast.I could see my daughter's legs stiffen, and her face was a picture of panic, as she looked left, then right, then left again as if trying to find a place to hide. Her breathing was ragged as she muttered, "Oh Jesus, oh, I.... I signaled Raju to continue and he went higher and higher and reached the sides of her pussy. She immediately closed her legs.But Raju kept go on and again she opened up and let him do his job. I could see that she was dripping wet. The mattress already had her juices running down form her horny pussy. Raju just gently brushed against her pussy a couple of times. It sent a shiver through her entire body.Raju now stood up and ask her to turn around. She was feeling a bit shy but turned around. . ” Still, the black silk of your nightie separates us but I can feel the heat of your skin once more as I caress you. I hear your breath quicken as you continue to play with my ear. Your body shudders and you pull me closer still. My free hand caresses your back and I feel your skin above the fabric of your night gown. The strap is loosely hanging off your shoulder and my hand travels down your sides. Skin, fabric, skin. I love your skin. Yet there is a strange excitement in caressing you.