Blake had to let it fly, and he did. He grunted several times, then came with a roar as he shot his load. Spurt after spurt of warm, white cum splatte...ed Katrina’s face and even in her hair as Blake unloaded his pent-up sperm. She laughed with joy as the spunk coated her face.When he was done, gasping and heaving, Katrina’s face looked like a Jackson Pollack painting done in white. Even though some cum had spurted on her orange wool sweater, Katrina had a wide smile on her face.“Jinkies! That. ’ ‘Dad, I’m fine. Really,’ I argued. ‘John, I’m your father,’ he said in that tone. ‘You’ve been through a lot whether you want to admit it or not. I don’t know what happened to you, but it obviously took a lot out of you. Give yourself a chance to heal.’ I wanted to argue, but there was no point. Pop could be stubborn sometimes. The weird part was that I really didn’t feel tired. ********** ‘You can’t be serious!’ I snapped. How could everything fall apart in a mere three weeks? Okay, four. She cried again and said her asshole was still virgin and even her hubby never had tried to sodomize her, never!!.“Do not worry, slut, you will love my huge cock buried deep inside your ass”.Then one of his huge fingers probed the tight entrance of Fatima’s asshole, making her cry in pain as she felt the intrusion.“No, pleaseeeee... nooooo”, She cried desperately, as two fingers now were entering her still tight back door.Jerome was determined to have that anal cherry for his collection and. He walks inside and I follow closely behind shrugging at the original hotel room placement. Two beds next to each other, pushed directly against the cream colored walls. A flat screen TV placed on a small entertainment center under it, holding a microwave and a mini fridge. I flip on the light switch next to the door, making the room brighten up, revealing a small bathroom off to the side of the entrance. "This is a cute little room," I smile, setting my duffle bag down on the desk table next.