Strangely although often not for Symon, his thoughts briefly went to one of the tedious work place conferences he was obliged to attend and the silly ...ole playing feel good exercises some psychology major had dreamed up. One in particular where they were required to lay on the floor and relax and ‘Allow all the energy to flow from their bodies’ and imaging they were floating light as a feather before focusing on every part of their body from tip to toe. Symon’s thoughts then returned to his. “Give it to her.”“You want to lick her ass clean,” I groaned, my balls tensing. I rammed my dick back into our daughter's asshole.“Yes! I'm such a whore!”I came.My wife's hunger shuddered through me. My cock spurted hard into my daughter's bowels. Spurt after ropy spurt of jizz flooded her asshole. I groaned, the pleasure knifing through my body. Her sheath milked my cock as she gasped and squirmed.“Fill my bum with your cum, Daddy!” she moaned. “Then Mommy gets to lick me clean!”“Yes, she. The woman was bent over at the waist,her legs strapped down at the legs of the frame apart at a thirty degree anglefrom her waist. Straps around her thighs, knees, and ankles kept her legs apartand off the floor. A soft leather pad took the weight of her body along herstomach, and a dual set of straps were tight across her lower back. a singlepadded bar ran from the stomach to her throat, dividing her breasts. Thin leathercords were bound around the base of each breast, making them seem purple. As She rubbed soap onto her body she reached behind to soap and felt her asshole. It was still stretched open. She inserted 3 of her tiny fingers into her and and pulled out a huge gob of the milkman's sperm. "OH, My! I wonder if my asshole will ever get back to normal. But I do know I want to be fucked there again and again." June washed the sperm from her fingers and finished her shower. She knew Wally would be home from kindergarten shortly.As the weeks went on, June and the milkman got.