As she watched her dad opening and closing his eyes while fucking into her she decided to give him and herself an extra treat by pulling her fingers o...t of her cunt and shoving them into her ass hole. She yelled out, “Oh yes fuck me dad, fuck me harder, harder, don’t fucking stop I’m, I’m going to, oh fuck yes, fuck yessssssssssss,” with a squeal in her voice as the biggest orgasm hit her hard. Peter felt her shove two fingers in her ass and could feel then against his cock as he fucked into. She said she would be leaving soon and wanted the room made anyway. I told her I would come back later and she said I could start on her room right away as she was just on her way out. I didn’t refuse of course but I started in the bedroom as she was in the bathroom putting on her makeup. I could hear her heels tapping against the tiles as she moved around and even that sounded sexy. I looked in the rubbish bin first and unfortunately didn’t see anything like the day before. I commented on how. 00am, was now washing over me, my first reward was close and I knew what was coming. The anticipation was, as usual, nearly as good as the experience. Sure enough as I watched, Mr Butt ordered, ‘Slutgirl! Mouth!’ I hastened over to my Master and quickly positioned myself beneath his sweating torso, my head tilted well back, mouth wide open and positioned just a foot or so from his rampant and soon to explode, dick. Emma, well trained over many months, extended her legs wide apart so that on. Thick moherfucker – I just couldn’t wait to see if it is going to fit in my wife’s pussy. She took it in her fully opened mouth and it grew more. It was purple red, veins and all, and obviously really hard. The bald Italian took off his shirt showing his hairy body and let his pants fall down. He grabbed my wife’s head and started thrusting the monster in her mouth. And she didn’t give up. She was gagging but didn’t let go. Her saliva was dripping down on her naked legs – she pulled her.