That is why she needed to stretch my pussy. Shame really, cause she could get a lot of money pimping me to the guards.Maybe she would do that soon, wh...le it was nice and tight, it would help toloosen me up a bit. Perhaps she would even get a deal with the guards and whowould pay a premium to take me out of the prison to a knocking shop and splitthe profits. All the time she was telling me this she was fucking me hard. Ibegan to grunt with the pain, and I could feel my pussy swelling.. As we walked up to the house I allowed her to go first so I could watch her ass as she walked. Inside she told me to use the guest shower and she would use our master bath. I was done first and when I walked into the bed room I saw what my wife had laid out for her to wear that evening. She had the white eight strap garter belt and a pair of shear white stockings with a four inch wide lace band at the top. And a white toga style pull over. I grabbed a pair of boxers and my black shorts. I got. Your breathing coming more faster as you get on top of me and grab my hands.holding them down tightly you press your leg between my thighs and spread my legs apart.i feel your knee grinding into my pussy.as you ask who's pussy is this you dirty little bitch?daddies i answer.feeling your chest hardening my nipples with every stroke.you jump up and start pulling my clothes off.then i stand before you naked and start to walk towards you as my hands rub and caress your body.i start kissing your. Despite her logic, Suzanne found that she was trembling with a mixture of nerves and excitement as she entered the empty space that would one day be her master bedroom. The fading ruddy rays of the dying sun crawled through the dirty windowpane. The room was empty of possessions, the floor creaking as she moved to her chosen spot. The dust was thick in the air, not that Suzanne cared, her thoughts centred on the desperate need in her bladder and the butterflies in her belly as she fumbled at.