KEEP MOVING. MAKE ME CUM AGAIN," she panted bucking her bottoms from below.I recommenced the fuck motion. After a few strokes her bottoms started to m...ve, keeping rhythm with my in and out strokes. I felt my sperm rising and my strokes became shorter and harder."SAHEBJI, CONTINUE LIKE THIS. YOU WILL MAKE ME CUM AGAIN," she panted."I am not too far away also," I panted."FASTER, SAHEBJI, FASTER AND HARDER. I AM NEARLY THERE. Y... HESSS, Y... HESSS I AMM THERE OHHH SAAAHEEEEBJIIIII," she shouted. Gripping her long, chestnut brown hair in one hand, he pulled her head back to expose her neck. Then he pressed the flat of the knife against the delicate skin of her throat. Mick saw his daughter trembling, the fear shining in her eyes.“Please don’t hurt her!” he cried out.The Middle-Eastern man made a sudden, sharp movement. Yet instead of cutting the girl’s throat, he sliced through the fabric of Michaela’s tee straight down the center. The tatters of the shirt flapped aside, revealing. With one hand between my legs I guided his cock into my pussy and pressed back against his length. He could not go anywhere; I controlled everything; the depth, the pace, everything.“Hands at your side; don’t touch me,” I reminded him as I slowly eased myself up and down that rock hard and quite massive fuck stick. He filled me, almost stretching me and it was the best fuck I had had in a long while. I took it as I wanted it, finally moving faster back and forth as I used one hand to maul a. "That stuff will make ya horny ya know" she said "tastes great and I don't have hair on the palms of MY hands" I quipped. "My you are growing up aren't you?" I blushed a bit and she giggled "better look out for naughty ladies Fur ball."After we had taken our fill we went home, Aunt Tili drove through the drive in bottle shop and bought a cask of wine, "nothing but the best you know, 'Chateau Cardboard' from the finest Australian vineyards" we both had a bit of a giggle, jeeze, I'm only a kid of.