He told them he knew me and that i was a depraved slut. He said: "send her over and i'll fuck her stupid brains out". His dad is 70 years old, ugly an... fat. He told me all this and asked me if i wanted to give my body for his enjoyment.I kinda liked the idea. My cunt got wet instantly from the thought. It was so humiliating to do such a thing. Being ordered to get abused made me feel such a whore:) And him being old, fat and ugly added to the humiliation, so i said yes. The date was set on nov. Kayla was loud when she came. So loud that she’d taken to burying her face in his pillow whenever he pounded her from behind. He’d begun to be very familiar with how she felt when she was about to have an orgasm—a bit tenser inside, but yet softer; there were more juices to make him slippery. Then, he’d feel the ripples inside her, massaging his cock, especially the sensitive head, and he would groan as he heard his sister’s muffled cries, her hips spasming, pushing back onto his cock as she. " Ah," he said with a slight bow. "Sociologist extraordinaire, I believe." Sociologist," she said firmly, but returned a mock curtsy. "I followed you to see if I might buy you a drink." By which you mean, to resume our brief discourse early in the session and interrogate me for further information," he said."That would be a topic of conversation," she replied calmly."Then I ask your pardon," said the colonel. "I can reveal little more than I said before, and I do not want to overburden your. I knew I was ready by the amount of moisture which met the tips of my probing fingers, it made me gasp with delight. I rolled my eyes in desire, burrowed excitedly under the fabric of my saucy panties and sunk two voracious fingers deep into the folds of my soft, smooth, succulent shaven pussy with a sign of extreme bliss. This is what I needed. This is what I wanted. My free hand gripped around the ridged base of my tempting toy whilst my thumb expertly applied the perfect amount of pressure.