You can fuck me hard, make my tits bounce Daddy," while I was massaging my Boobs. Over my Shalwar Kameez (Indian Dress). "Nasima asked her Father-in-l...w, “let me suck that cock of yours Daddy." Father-in-law suddenly moved backwards. Nasima didn't know if he was going to run for the door, or stay. Nasima could easily see that Daddies, member was sticking out, like a thick stick from his Trousers. Father-in-law, then started to undo his belt. Nasima knew he wanted to fuck me again. Daddy got his. There was no slow entry like the imitation cock. This live piece of rod shot like a bolt and the sudden invasion into my body made me cry out as every breath in my body momentarily left me.Unfortunately, it was just like the pony. A thrust. One more, followed by another. A brief feeling of an expanding mushroom at the head of his cock and then a flood of cum filling me up and poring out as his cock almost immediately pulled out.I didn’t cum at all. My cunt, that was naturally big, felt like a. Naturally I stooped and felt between my toes and felt this stuff, it certainly was not water, so I raised my fingers to my nose, and realized it was warm sperm.I froze, as I knew immediately how it got there, as only dad was in the house, and I knew he had been listening to me having sex.I decided to face him, as I was sure he was waiting for me, and I went into the kitchen, where dad was sitting with a drink in hand.'You were listening daddy', I decided to go on the attack to try an disarm. " For all her threats, Lady Marchant had a wry smile on her face as though she looked forward to punishing us. "And get the bindings from the bottom drawer. I wish to examine her properly and I don't want her kicking and thrashing about." From the way she spoke, I knew she was going to do more than look at my body."Which way up first ma'am?" Face down." Clarrie helped M'lady fasten the leather bindings to my wrists and ankles and connect them to the corner posts of the bed. Tears flowed down my.