He positioned his hard cock. He rubbed my clitoris with his thumb hard and pushed his cock hard. I gasped for air. His thick cock is deep inside me.He...vens, it has been years since my pussy has seen such a huge cock. With his cock deep inside my pussy, his strong hands tried to tear the top. I removed the top for Madhan. His big hands grabbed my huge boobs and pressed harder. I could feel the pain and pleasure at the same time.I could see red marks his hands were leaving. He started stroking,. “Good!” Betsy exclaimed. “My pussy really wants that!” “Yes, but your, um, pussy isn’t grown up enough to work right yet. It isn’t big enough and it doesn’t make slippery juices.” “Ohhhh, yes it does!” she shouted. “And I am grown up! I have hair down there – well, one or two – I mean, I think.” She couldn’t quite say that part with a straight face. “Listen, darling, fathers don’t do this with daughters.” “But we’re not really related.” “Well grownup men don’t do it with ANY. .. very few. We didn't have a lot of friends outside of our close knit family. Most of the ones we had, we didn't want them to know I was marrying two women, one of them being my fifteen year old daughter. The girls were inviting some friends they knew from school when they attended on a regular basis, and could trust. I wasn't comfortable with that, but they were insistent that they could be trusted. My Father promised to keep an eye on the situation. It was the first I knew that others. Being so close, she could feel how hard he was through his pants and her hands drifted toward his clothed member as he swatted her hands away. Robbie pushed her against the door of his room and let his hands explore her front wasting no time tearing off the shirt dress, leaving Trina in her panties and a bra that was absolutely struggling to support her heaving chest. Robbie played with the necklaces that now rested in the holy valley that was her cleavage. He wasted no time snapping her bra.