By this time, even though the circumstances I was in, I didn't care anymore about trying to get away. I just wanted to screw this pussy until I had no...more juices left in me! I took my two fingers and slid them into her warm hole, with pussy juices flowing onto my fingers. SHe moaned even louder. It was too much, I needed to have my cock inside of her right now! I grabbed my cock, found her slit and with one good thrust I pushed against her lips and penetrated her. I started long, deep strokes. This time I came forward and started lifting her from above waist. and soon released her to hold her from her beautiful boobs . I completely felt her breast from over her top but I could feel her nipple getting hard. She got hammer and I was need to bring her down. but I acted to imbalance and let my face and lips to rub and press more against her young firm boobs. She acted normal and said nothing ,might be she knowing I voluntary done. later I didn’t got chance to do more. but after one year. “Do they ever stop?” I asked in reply.“No!”“Hi, Daddy!” Stephie said.“Hi, Little Bunny Rabbit.”“Hi, Uncle Steve!”I nodded, “Hi, Nicholas. How are you?”“Good! I’m doing homework. Summer is helping. Mom will come get me when she’s done at work.”“You can stay as long as you like. Summer, I’m going to go change. I’ll come back down in a few minutes.”“Uhm, OK,” she said nervously.“Relax,” I said with a smile. “There is nothing wrong. In fact, I’d like to chat. We really haven’t had a chance.”She. . you can’t ... YOU CAN’T!” Isabel was on her feet, trembling violently with fury. She had lost control. Forgotten all the warnings; all that had already gone before. “Can’t I” said Madame Vesta. Her hard, Ukrainian features were momentarily creased by a smile. A cruel smile. “Get back on your knees, slave!” “I ... I am not a SLAVE!” shrieked Isabel. “It’s ridiculous ... I’m not ... I’m NOT! AND I NEVER WILL BE!” “I’ve warned you about these tantrums before, slave...” Isabel took a step.