He buried into me. He fucked me hard and fast.It was incredible. That velvety heat melted down to my pussy. My cunt drank it in as my son hammered me ...ith his youthful passion. He cupped my tits. He squeezed my breasts. His fingers dug into my tits. His strong grip held me tight. It was such a wonderful thing to enjoy. Just the best thing in the world.I gasped as he pinched my nipples. He squeezed my nubs. He twisted them, my bowels clenching down around his cock. I whimpered, my back arching. For six months I..."They were on the city streets now, and Laura risked a glance at her. There were still tears in Laura's eyes, but she blinked them away."I can't believe how happy I am to see you," she whispered.Lorrie smiled. "The feeling's mutual." Her hand was still on Laura's knee, and she tickled the knee with her fingertip. "I've got an itch that only you can scratch, apparently, girl."Inside Laura's apartment, they were still ill at ease with one another. Laura fixed them both a drink,. Little by little it went inside me, the head of this brutal dildo was insane, the pain was crazy went it popped inside, I had to stop for a second, daddy sat on the toilet and watched me struggle, he was about to take his cloth of. Daddy sometimes have latex on, today he had what he called it, sucking pants, pants with a hood attached, that hood was for me.Daddy came over to me, asked me to get a bit closer so that I could another hood on, now I wasn`t able to escape daddy`s cock, it would be. My hands were so small as it slowly filled. His hand gently touchmy shoulder and that was all it took for me to sink to the pad thatwasn't there before. The scent hit my nose like smelling salts. Icould smell the salt and the musk of his rod. Yet as much as I yearnedfor it as much as I neared I dared not touch it with anything but myhands. Part of me still fought this. Part of me was ashamed anddegraded. Part of me wanted to run in terror. The other half wasbreathing harder and harder.