“Do you like it?” asked Molly coming closer to me.“Yes, I do.” I said.She pushed me into a chair and came closer. Well, better to say her boob... came closer, while Molly's body was still almost half meter far from me. She bent forward and put her cleavage in front of my face. I could smell her scent. I pulled her closer and made her sit on my lap. The space between us was completely filled with her huge boobs. They were hard as they were pressed in the constricting firm cups of her bra. I kissed. After an hour, then after a few more, then again until she lost count, her father would return, pull his trousers off, climb between her legs, and take her quickly and forcefully, each time spending himself deep in his daughter's cunt. She could feel the semen drip from her abused opening as she lay there, thinking of Noor, wondering where she might be. Night fell and her father brought her a bowl of porridge, which he fed to her as she lay there. "The longer you spend on your back, the. I’d forgotten that Mike had said Silvio had a daughter living at home until I heard Mike say, ‘dov’é Maria?’ ‘She’s in the kitchen waiting for you,’ Gianna said smiling. Funny, I thought, as Mike took my hand and said laughing, ‘Come, meet Maria, Silvio and Gianna’s crowning glory.’ This was some introduction and she lived up to it. When we got into the kitchen, just Mike and I, we were met by one of the most beautiful women I have ever met. She stood slightly taller that me, probably 5’10’ so. Il ?tait vraiment baraqu?, mais pas comme cesadeptes de la gonflette, cela semblait naturel avec des muscles tr?ssecs et harmonieux.Mince, que m'arrivait-il, voil? que j'?tais en train de mater unmec! Si Elodie ne m'avait pas interpell? avec un bonjour tout endouceur, une demi-seconde plus tard j'aurais ?t? en pleine analyse duremplissage du cale?on de Franck."Alors, bien dormi mon ch?ri. Pas trop fatigu? par tes performancesde la nuit?"Le ton de la question ?tait bizarre, comme s'il masquait.