She in front of me, sat there and started to oil her hair for 20 minutes and kept doing it so. I couldn’t stand it and I got up took a walk and whil... on my way she had been sitting on the stairs and still oiling heavily. She handed me the bottles and told me to put them back on the table. I did and she came back inside and combing her hair she asked me “How is my hair? Is it still thick as when I married your uncle in my early age? Is it oiled and long enough?”.I replied “yes. Still the same.”.. When I managed to stop my ass, my traitorous fingers managed to undo that button and started to move on to the next one, and then my ass started to wiggle again. Every time I tried to concentrate on not doing something, some other part of me would go ahead and do something worse!Meanwhile, the idea of getting naked for the camera man was starting to turn me on! My God, my own thoughts were working against me! Remembering my inability to not walk into the bedroom, I realized that fighting the. I tried to spread my legs wide in an effort to give him better access, but it did not help. It was still a painful fucking. He suddenly rolled over while holding me so that I ended up lying on top with my back against him. He sat me up and I felt his huge massive black cock fully buried up my asshole.Emerson then put his hands under my buttock and started moving me up and down on his shaft. I kept staring at Seamus as he was stroking his own dick to get it hard. I was like in trance…Seamus then. I pulled against the chains and whimpered, trying to get free. But I froze in shock and pain when my father swatted my bare ass, hard and yelled, "Don't struggle you worthless whore! You're mine now, remember!?"I calmed and whimpered, "Yes, Daddy."I pushed my shameful face into the mattress when I felt him climb onto the bed behind me. He spread my legs and I felt my ass and vagina fully on display before him."Whose pussy is this?" he questioned."My pussy, Daddy," I whispered.He spanked my ass.