This was one of those times. I'd told Damion that I wanted to be owned, and he wanted to show me what ownership involved. He had me bend over the sofa... and used the wetness of my pussy to lubricate my ass. His finger entered my ass slowly, giving me time to acclimate myself to it. Damion is fairly large, and my asshole is fairly tiny. We don't have anal sex much, only when I request it as a general rule, but I had told him I wanted to be owned. Feeling the tip of his cock pressing against my. "Breakfast is served, Ronny!"Without comment he leaned forward, spread her legs, slipped his hands beneath her thighs, grasped her hips and slid her to him. Like a prisoner's last meal, he contemplated the feast set before him. He'd miss this snatch."Don't let your meal go cold, sugar," she scolded. She grasped an ankle in each hand and pulled her legs back until her feet were supported in mid-air with her hands. Crotch spread and, just as she had claimed, dripping honey, she invited him to. "She explained the situation to Ronnie; the lack of attention from her husband, her night with Dirk and Patty's blackmail:"One of these days the little bitch is going to get really pissed at me and give her daddy that tape. What I need to do is come up with something that I can use to hold over her head that will keep her from showing that tape to Ralph. I need a Mexican standoff with the little shit." What can I do?" What I want to do is set up a tape recorder in her room and then I want you. Gently, he guided his engorged rod slowly into her tight ass, as she squealed and gasped while he worked it in, back and forth until she was ready. With one last thrust, he rammed his dick inside her and held her hips. "Do you like this, my little slut?" he asked as he leaned over her, thrusting harder and faster. "Oh god! Daddy, oh my god!" she grunted as her clit and labia became engulfed with desire. She put one hand down and began to finger herself, rubbing her clit and pushing her fingers.