She was fucking me hard now, riding up the entire length of my penis then driving back down, taking every inch deep inside her, grinding her pelvis ag...inst mine then riding up again. After long time while I was going to come she told me to change position to prolong the violent fucking. Now it was the more regulation style with me on top of her. My thrusts varied from deep penetrating long ones to quick in outs, our moans being stifled by our glued together lips. My thrusts now became more. Touch it he thought, feel it a little, give in to the passion she urged. His manhood was hard, his testicles too, and blood was coursing in his veins. He couldn’t resist it; it had to be touch, and moaned as lust took his reins.That’s it, he thought, she wanted him to, as he started his lustful clap. Just to show that she approved her mist sat in his lap. By looking down he had the image of his sex pounding with fist through her sex. He reveled in his own sensations with eyes lusting deeply. .But your half-naked body is heaving and struggling, your breasts are bouncing softly, and your breathing is heavy. I know you're trying to tell me something, but I'm too far gone to hear you. Not that it would help at all. Plus the way you way whisper 'no' would only drive me crazier with lust - make me want you more, and need you for longer before my head is cleared and I can think rationally again. I roll you over on your back and watch you struggle for a little longer, feeling my cock throb. Go get ready, we’ll leave in about 45 minutes.”Macy ran down the hall and opened her closet. She was really pleased that her and her dad were going out alone together. They rarely did anything special together anymore because usually when Jim got home from work, he was in such a bad mood; he didn’t do anything but drink beer in front of the TV.As Macy looked at her clothes, she thought about the one thing she’d never admit to anyone. She hated her mom. She had for a long time now. Macy couldn’t.