I scooped out more and more of her daddy's cum, the salty treat mixed with her sweet delight.How utterly yummy.“Oh, Daddy, her tongue's so deep in m....” Kimmy shuddered, staring at her daddy watching us. “When she ate my pussy earlier tonight, she couldn't do this. My cherry was in the way. But you... You popped it and made me into a woman, Daddy.“A slutty woman,” I moaned into her snatch.“Yes!” Kimmy's thighs tightened on my cheeks. She squirmed on me. “Oh, Daddy, it's turning me on so much. She couldn'tmove, the thick, muscled, arms of the trucker were locked around her chest.She could feel his cock hard beneath her thigh as he continued to sleep,probably dreaming about raping her again. Stacy could barely make out OfficerWhite moving closer. She had no idea what time it was, there were no windowsin the cell. Men slept around the room in any free space. Stacy knew theyhad all taken her multiple times through the night, even the old men hadtried to take her more than once with. It’s just a name I like to call her. She is my slave after all. I can call her whatever I want. It makes me happy. It pleases me.It also pleases me to tease her. Even torture her. Hell, I even do both at the same time. Like tonight.Jessie asked for it tonight though. Oh, she didn’t tell me herself. She couldn’t. Her mouth was gagged. Silently, she told me. I could read her body language as it hung there by all four limbs in front of me.Jessie stared at me with her eyes.I didn’t ask her to look. I was quit shocked when I learned she was divorced. Apparently her husband divorced her two and a half years earlier and immediately married a younger woman. She said she was caught totally off guard and took it very hard, has not perused any relationship and really still had a bad taste in her mouth about men in general since. In bed that night my husband asked me why Denise seemed to have an attitude towards him. I told my husband about her divorce and how she pretty much hatted all men and.