Rhianwen and I hurried to the bridal suit and she opened the adjoining room door with her key, where the nervous buck waited to be milked by two naugh...y Celtic maids.'Ewch yma fy nghog lliw', she ordered in her lilting Welsh tongue, roughly translating to, 'get in here my coloured cock' and he did naked from his waist down and both our eyes focused on his meat as it swung like a prized bull.Like twins, both us girls licked our lips as they went dry, but our pussies were lubricating nicely, they. My name is Anna.’ ‘You have good humor Anna. Here we are. Easy to park here during the day.’ In the room Oliver scratched his head and said, why don’t you take off your skirt and shirt and I’ll sponge the blood off them?’ ‘Funny boy Oliver,’ she said, holding up her panties. ‘Wrap these in newspaper and trash them.’ Anna looked better with the blood removed but not so pretty with all the make-up gone. She made some calls while Oliver made coffee and a chicken sandwich that he cut and handed her. He soon treated her other breast to same vigorous treatment and made his daughter scream with increasing desire to be fucked by the man she now loved, adored and happily would subjugate to, who happened to be her father.Philip slowly moved down tracing gentle nibbles and kisses over Lisa's tummy, he soon reached the place where the strong aroma of his daughter's leaking sex was emanating from. He gently lifted her kegs so that they were flexed at the knees and separated. He spread her outer. The unit smelled like a mix of body odor, mold and piss. I couldn’t believe that a man who was a teacher lived in such disgusting conditions. There were clothes and rags all over the living room. The unit was lined with plush white carpet, that had turned into a piss yellow color with multiple stains. The unit was also terribly small. The living room and kitchen area were the size of my dad’s room. There was a computer in the corner on a desk. I cringed as I saw lube and a cum stained rag on.