"Grab the end of the tub. I'm going to fuck your sweet ass."She turned around and gripped the end of the tub and she felt his hands parting her assche...ks. She felt his cockhead pressing snugly against her anus and she realized that he did intend to fuck her in the ass."No," she said, twisting around. "I've never. You can't do that." Fucking bitch!" he said, as he savagely struck her. She tasted blood from a cut lip as she went almost into the tub. He grabbed her by her ass and once again. To her, none of them could match the maturity, masculinity and sexuality of her forty-year old father, whom she was really in love with.She knew it was wrong to feel towards her father the way she did, to think about crawling into his bed, his arms, and feeling his hard muscular body against her own as she opened her legs to receive him, giving him all the pleasure a woman could give to a man. It was a fantasy she lived with night after night, often using her fingers to bring herself off,. We both were shocked and I was embarrassed to bring my cousin and made her see such a thing happening in my farm. As we watched I saw that the guy was playing with the villagers wife was someone else. Later we found out that the villager had gone to buy feed for the chicken and it was some guy from her village who she had developed feelings before marriage. Now coming to the story my cousin was glue stick to the window and watching this eroticism.The villager’s wife was moaning hard as this guy. While I was tongue deep in her pussy, Kristen and Jeff had decided they wanted to join all of us. It was Kristen that was licking her way up my thigh until she sucked my balls into her mouth. While she joined us, Jeff had walked over to Angie and Jeff, and that was a sight to see. While I had been focused on what was on my face, Angie had dropped to her knees and was busy deep-throating Jack. Well, when Jeff walked up, he got behind her and rubbed his hard cock up and down her wet lips, until.