I set everything on a table and had just pulled out a bottle of red wine when master walked into the room. He smiled sitting down and helped himself t... the food I had put on the table. He kept looking at me and smiling to himself. It didn't take us long to eat and I quickly cleared the table and put everything away. Sitting on the floor next to him I rested my head on his leg, enjoying the clean smell he had. And soon deciding I needed one as well. Getting up I walked to the bathroom and. Anne had to swallow some or suffocate. He yanked her head back and then let her go. All the while, the other cock had stopped thrusting, just resting in her womb while she took the semen from the other. Lift her. The order came from beneath. Hands lifted her still in a sitting position. Put her back. She felt herself being lowered again, only this time, his cock was positioned at her anus. Let her go. The hands dropped her onto him. His entry into her ass was violent, but again, her body. Sophie took a few steps forward and stopped. “Did you do as I asked?” His voice was low and husky and made Sophie vibrate with pleasure. She nodded. Sophie removed her sweater, her nipples more visible. She walked toward her Daddy, coming around his desk to stand directly in front of him. Sophie spotted the tent that his cock had made in his slacks. Her fingers itched to reach out and free it. She looked at her Daddy expectantly her blue eyes darkening with lust. ---- Jackson looked at his. "I'm so sorry," the grey-bearded motorist began, an evidently wealthy and successful man reduced to a quivering, apologetic wreck. "I didn't see him… I couldn't have. I turned the corner and he was just… there." His distress was abundantly obvious but Jack barely heeded him as he attempted to revive his stricken sibling, noiseless tears tracing paths down his face. There was a pulse and there was breath but not a solitary sign of movement. The force with which he was hit was not, in and of.