It hurts so much. Your cock is bigger than the plug.Do you want some more lube, sweetheart? Oh I’m sorry. Here.You force three fingers back into my ...ripping cunt, wiping them on your cock and my arse.Is that better?I cry as you pound into my arse.Are you going to push back and please me, or do I have to get the deep heat again?I push against you.You pull the vibrator out, pressing it against my clit as you fuck my arse.I start to cry again. I don’t want to come as you **** my arse, but I cant. A grunt escaped from deep down inside and then his cock exploded. Holding my head on his cock, he shot at least four thick streams of cum into my mouth. I started to gag, but held back. I couldn't swallow with his cock so deep in my mouth, so I just held the cum there. It didn't taste bad. Actually, it didn't taste like much to be honest. Just a creamy feeling oozing around that hard prick. My tongue rubbed the underside of his shaft as he continued to ooze out more cum.“Swallow it, boy!”, he. If you don't like your toast, make your own, or have something else. But I will not tolerate you speaking to me that way."Her face flushed pink, her big hazel eyes widened, her pupils dilated, and I could see the cute little nostrils of her button nose flaring with her quickening breath. The "moment" had arrived, and the yard work was definitely going to suffer a delay."You're not the boss of me!" Her voice quavered. "You're not my real dad. I don't have to listen to you!" You don't think so?. A hand on my hips brought me back to consciousness. I opened my eyes to see Jody straddling me on her knees. She had inserted my limp prick into her wet, hot pussy and was using the muscles to massage it. I could feel my cock starting to grow. As it hardened, it extended itself deep inside her. She closed her eyes and leaned back, moaning softly. “Oh, this feels so good,” she whispered. She arched her back and thrust her tits forward. I reached for them with both hands and began to rub her.