“I don’t know, ma’am. He glued the desk in place, too.”“His desk?” Melinda asked incredulous that anyone would super glue their desk in pl...ce.“Yes, ma’am,” Chuck answered unable to keep from chuckling based on the shocked expression on her face. He had told the story around the break room and everyone else thought it was pretty funny.“What kind of madman super glues his desk to the floor?” Melinda asked.Despite knowing that it was a rhetorical question, Chuck answered, “Someone who doesn’t want. From the corner of my eye I saw my fathers face readjust completely with shock. My own dad thought I was a slut! My anger was hushed before it even started as my fathers finger was still pulling in and out of my tight asshole, the skin tugging at my pussy lips and bringing my cunt back to life. If I had the ability to open my eyes and look down at my daddy, I would have seen the gears turning in his head. He worked his finger in and out of me with more want, giving me his whole finger, before. She did not allow me the chance. Before I knew it, she had thecage on me and was putting the locking mechanism in it. But she left thekey in the lock. She left it because she would need to take the lock outmomentarily."Kneel," she almost gasped. And as I knelt I could see she wassurrendering to the heat. There was no other way to describe her than'aroused.' She was so beautiful, and so frightening in that moment.Kneeling, my knees spread wide so she had full access I again cast myeyes downward.. She saw Dave’s wonderfully thick cock stretching open my vagina then traveling all the way in and slapping my clit. This drove me crazy along with everything else. "Oh Dave give it to me, fuck me, oh Dave you are fucking me so good, keep going, keep it up, keep fucking my pussy please. Pound it please” I screamed I have never been “pounded” before per say and certainly not with a king size cock for this long. Dave picked up the tempo and then I felt Karen begin to lick my pussy from below. Wow.