Joanie squirmed under him and moaned as he filled her. There was a tear in one eye as she gasped for breath.He leaned forward, kissed her and said, �...�The worst is over,” as he began to stroke in and out.Rob was glad he’d given Joanie a couple of orgasms with his tongue, he wasn’t sure she was going to cum from the intercourse.As he continued Joanie began to relax and accept the invasion of her young body. Her legs wrapped around his hips as she thrust back to meet his strokes. Sounds emanated. His own daughter and he was handling her like he was an adolescent. His lips made their way back down, finding her breasts. His teeth nipped at her hard nubs. She groaned and arched her back to meet his lips. He flicked his tongue across the tight stubs and suckled hungrily. She moaned and pressed her cunt to him. She was getting wet, he could feel the fabric of her tiny panties soaking up her juices. His fingers slipped down and peeled her panties to the side. Gropping inside her panties, he. "Front desk said this room was empty" said one other 2 guys sprawled naked on the bed sporting impressive cocks. B couldn't help but be impressed but also a little disturbed. "It's obvious this room isn't empty is it?" B stated rather sharply. "Okay we'll be off then" the guys said matter off factly. Opening the door to see them out, B watched them but not before they gave her a head to toe look. The dark haired guy winked as B noticing her shaved pussy was on view from the towel not quite. Lei lo frequentava spesso, lei e tutti i suoi amici dark che si interessavano di quella roba strana, gotica appunto. Non ci sono mai andato, ma non perché mi facesse paura, semplicemente lo trovavo stupido. Ma ora sono qui, davanti alla porta del locale, che suono il campanello. C'è il sole, è mattina, il locale dovrebbe essere chiuso e vuoto. Forse è per questo che lei mi ha invitato qui... sto ancora riflettendo, quando la porta si apre di scatto, serratura automatica. Entro, guardandomi.