'Let me be sure about one thing: you're not on the pill, using a diaphragm or IUD or anything, are you?'The girl looked momentarily disappointed as sh... shook her head, probably thinking, as I was, that her mother would impose even more severe restrictions on us.'Good. Because a major part of the deal, and the pleasure you get, comes from knowing that if any of your father's sperm gets inside you, you could become pregnant.'Chérie's eyes bugged. 'You want dad to get me pregnant?''I want you to. She couldn’t get close enough to him.“God, you’re sweet.” Ryan’s lips met hers again and their tongues delved and explored. His fingers dug into her buttocks, kneading her flesh. “Take off your top,” he said. “Let me see you again.”She kissed him a while longer, grinding her pussy along his hardened length. His thrusts had denim abrading cotton and her panties riding up. Sophie flicked her tongue over his lower lip and leaned back, crossing her arms over her torso. She gripped the hem of her. I had planned on it for over a year and five months before we were to go Sara had a serious problem in her life, her husband of ten years was killed in a traffic accident. The most shocking thing was he was supposed to be golfing with his buddies at the River Oaks Country Club and the accident happened in Galveston an hour and a half away. The police had got his license and home address and called Sara and told her about her husband’s death but no more. She was pretty shocked and Peggy and I. It felt electric. He responded to my every movement as I rocked back and forth, back and forth, sliding more and more dildo into his waiting arse. This was so much better than an office job. After a while, I got into a rhythm; sliding the whole length of the big plastic dildo in and out of his arsehole; and each time I got the whole way in, I’d slap his arse. Shop assistant was wanking away as I hammered the arse of my middle-aged slave. I realised that slave boy was probably hard as a rock as.