She puts her hands on either side of my body and crawls up on top of me…her breasts pressing soft and heavy, sliding up my shins, knees, thighs…I ...inally feel their weight on my balls, then slowly rubbing up, squeezing my throbbing hard cock between them…she pauses, her huge tits engulfing my cock, only the head visible, throbbing, leaking precum…then she continues up my body…sliding her massive hangers up my stomach, and chest…until they touch my chin, then they separate, sliding against my. I asked her " why do you think its o.k. to dress like a slut, do you want guys to treat you like one" she answered " no dad I’m 16 i can do whatever the hell i want stay out of my business" she then started to go up the stairs and into her room.As she went up the stairs i cold see that under her white miniskirt she had a thong on which give me a clear view of her firm round ass. i scowled at her for dressing as a slut because that’s what i thought a father should do. i wanted to punish her. Hippolyte and I were ecstatic. If this worked with a full-scale machine, we had our answer to a siege!The next step was to see what different size bottles did to my firebomb idea when they broke. Luckily, there was a potter in town who could make the kind of firebomb containers that I needed. I drew a picture of what I wanted and took it to see him. Of course, he thought that I was crazy to want bottles like I had drawn. No sane person could possibly have a use for such a bottle. On the other. “Take it you fucking whore. Take it. Fucking take my cock inside your fucking ass’ he yelled as he forced his cock inside my tight ass. William drilled his cock deep into my ass. It hurt. It burned. I loved it. He wrapped his arm around my waist for leverage drilling my ass. His cock was like a piston pounding me over and over again. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled back. “Fucking slut. Cunt. Bitch. Cumdump. Fuckhole. Big tit whore. Get my cum. Get it. Empty my balls you big titted.