“I was intrigued by what I saw, I wanted to walk away but I also wanted to watch… Okay?! You’ve had your fun now stop this, John!” He closed i... enough for me to feel his chest pressed against my back, as well as his hard cock against my bottom as he spoke right into my ear – “I think you meant to say, Sir John. Or Daddy, like in that video, which by the way, I looked up because of you.” My whole body tightened up with nervousness. “Yeah, because you were moaning loudly earlier, loud enough for. Cross your arms behind your back."As I followed his orders, Carl climbed out on the running boards, his voracious cock glistening in the afternoon sun. "Lean your head back and open your throat," he commanded, "I'm gonna fuck that hot throat of yours like a pussy."As I tilted my head back, I noticed Dave had grabbed a hand-held video camera and was shooting the new scene. Carl grabbed the trucks roof and thrust his boner towards my open mouth. I jacked open my jaw, relaxed my throat, and tilted. Give me Daddy-dick!" She was so imaginative. I loved it.The other day she wore a sexy nightie for her me. I rewarded her by ripping it away from her ass immediately, plunging a heavy load of lubricant from my tool belt into that sweet little hole, and then worked my cock - already hard - into her. I think it hurt a bit that day. I didn't give her hole much time to stretch. But, it was sooo nice and tight. Besides, my cock was so stiff and horny from thinking about my little bitch all day, it. He thought to himself as he loaded his laundry into the washer what a creep he was being, but it had been so long, he was going on 4 days without a proper release, on top of that he had insomnia and after all she had smiled at him from the pool a week ago. He realized after loading his dank laundry in the machine he had neither quarters nor soap. He heared footsteps above, they echoed on the hollow spot in the concrete, then a key and a door opening. He'd hoped they would pass quickly so that.