At least it didn’t burn this time, other than from the heat of the water. After she was finished Jennifer started to get up. The maid then kicked he... in the stomach. With her skin already stretched taught by the enema this hurt quite a bit. ‘Stay down there you little slut. You need more.’ Jennifer began to cry at this news. She didn’t think she could take any more. In her mind however, she knew that she had had more two days before. The maid finished refilling the bag and returned. Jennifer. . just waiting for the official divorce notification paperwork to arrive the day after Christmas.She had nothing to do now except sit and rock away in the little desk chair. Even the old vintage television set was broken and the surly motel clerk showed no signs of replacing it anytime soon or even moving her to another room with a working one. Or a room where the faucets didn't also leak and the electric heater was only barely putting out enough warmth to be felt a few feet away, at most. She. Here I am with a continuation of my previous story, ‘An Amazing Trip With My Sweet Daughter’. I hope you all enjoyed the first part where my daughter Suhasini surprised me with her feelings for me. I don’t want to waste time introducing the characters of the story again.After a great 2 days of sex with my daughter. Sushmita flew to Goa to join us. The 2 days with Suhasini were amazing. We both explored sex in every way and every position. She was very happy with our new-found relationship. On. He stopped for a second, sliding two fingers into my swollen pussy lips and began massaging me from the inside out. "My god you're wet. I bet you want to come, slut. Is that what you want?" He traced my jawline with his finger. "Yes, pl--please let me come Sir...master." I yelped "You've been such a good girl but it is not time yet. You must please me first." Sir grabbed his cock and rubbed it across my face. "So you tell me. Where am I going to come?" he said lustfully, with a smirk on his.