That nights, he had finally pressured her into giving it up. From the sound of things, it was the next thing to rape. She said she had actually starte... to enjoy the sensations when her parents walked in, back early from their night out. Needless to say, all hell broke loose. I guess her father practically beat the shit out of her boyfriend, then kicked him out.Her father locked her in her room the whole weekend, including her birthday. Her birthday was on Sunday, and on Monday morning, when she. With her tongue licking along the hot wet slit of her daughter’s clit, Marla’s eyes gazed at the hand jacking her son’s cock. With a quick thrust, she drove her tongue into her daughter’s cunt, stabbing it in and out. Sally squealed and shoved her pussy into her mother’s mouth, grinding and gripping her brother’s cock as hard as she could. The head of Bob’s cock looked ready to burst, bulging from the tightness of Sally’s hand.Sliding her face to Bob’s cock, Marla closed her hot lips around his. I saw her hips shift to give him a better angle. She instantly started to moan louder, and started calling the Professor by his first name. I’ve never heard her talk like that but she kept telling Christopher she was his whore, and to keep fucking her, deeper, faster and harder. (By this point, I had my painfully hard cock in my hands beating it furiously. As sexual excitement coursed through my veins.)This went on for seemingly forever as time stopped for me. I heard Professor Striker. She felt him waking up, returning her kiss, from soft and gentle to deep and sensual, wrapping his arms around her to pull her slender form on top of him. Their warm, naked bodies molded together comfortable, she had always thought they fit together like they had been made for each other. He pressed her hips to him, his early morning arousal slid inside of her easily. A low moan escaped her lips, he sighed and breathed her name in her ear. His hands guided her hips, and gently they moved.