Philip can't help but feel a rush of pleasure through his penis, hating each time the woman heartlessly fondles his dick with her wet, cold, uncaring ...and. Her eyes penetrate his own, in total dominance, treating him like some object to be used at her will.Every stroke of her cold hand seems to make him cry even more. Even the warmth of her naked legs against his own makes him realize even more her power over him."Look mom ... it's bigger than mine!" Theo says, staring at Philip's already hard. "Dad," he mouthed.There was scuffling of feet, and then the trap door opened, and the people disappeared inside.Shortly later, someone returned through the door, opened the barn door, got into the car, pulled out, and reshut the door before driving off.It was quiet, except for Danny's breathing.It was choppy and stifled, every once in a while with a sharp intake.I looked up to find tears streaming down his cheeks.I felt a sympathetic look come onto my face.I took the edge of the flannel sleeve,. “Oh fuck, YES,” you cry, “fuck me like that. Fuck me with your fingers! Shove your fingers in me!” You thrust your hips harder, faster, intensifying the feeling of my fingers stroking your clit and forcing them deep into your cunt. My fingers move faster, deeper into you and I let them slide halfway up your cunt. My hand moves your hips, speeding your movements against my fingers and rubbing your ass against my hard cock. You place one of your hands on the wall to support yourself as you move. I saw then the first cunt I had ever seen. I thought my head was going to explode. She was standing now directly in front of me. I was still on the couch. She started fingering her cunt, sliding along the slit up and down several times then pushing that finger deep inside of herself. She pulled the finger out and sniffed it. She held it out to Arnold and asked, "I think my cunt needs to be fucked. What do you think darling?" He sniffed her finger and said, "You smell like you're really.