My poor daughter was being held by a skinny man with a weaselly face, his hips pumping away, raping her through the bars."Darleen!" I gasped. "Stop hi...! He's raping my daughter!" Fuck, yeah!" groaned the disgusting animal attacking my baby girl. He buried in her and it was clear he was orgasming, and my daughter just kept crying out in pain. "Sweet Jesus, yes! That is some grade A pussy your daughter has!" The brute turned to me and grinned, so proud that he had violated my baby girl.The cell. Angela, still standing, with Jennifer’s hand in her snatch, moaned with a renewed lust. She had not had that explosive of an experience in a long time, and she wanted to savor this one for as long as it would go. She tenderly disengaged Jennifer’s hand and got down on the floor next to her. ‘Jen, where did you learn to do that?’ She asked. Jennifer came off of Eric’s cock. ‘Nowhere, really,’ she said. ‘I read a lot of books and stuff, practiced one time with a cucumber. This is my first time. I’ll be staying at the downtown Marriott on Wednesday and Thursday nights. Maybe you’d like to have dinner with me. Mitch.” After arriving home he checked his personal email again to see if Lilly had seen his message yet. He was very pleased to see she had already responded. Her message said, “Fantastic! I’d love to have dinner with you. May I suggest room service in your hotel? Lilly.” Mitch let out a whistle. “Here we go,” he said out loud. “Let the party begin.” Mitch arrived at the Chicago. .. “Alright. I miss talking to you, too. How about this? I’m going to be messing with Syl and Amanda a little. Pretty sure that’s the sort of thing you’d enjoy. Would you like to be present for that?”“Wait, after telling me off for doing that to Amanda--”“I’m just going to play with her head, so don’t get your hopes up. Syl’s going to get it harder. In exchange ... you still haven’t apologised to Amanda.”“I can do that”, she said. “I agree I shouldn’t have done it. I just got carried away. She.