"My own daughter! I thought I raised you better than that. You little bitch, you're no better than a common slut! I saw you out there yesterday, flat ...n your back giving your body away. A whore! My own daughter is nothing better than a whore! How many men have you known, Karen? How much do they pay for your body?"Jason saw the tears well in the young brunette's eyes and stream down her cheeks. "Frank, you've..."Stay out of this, Jason!" Frank raged. "If you had raised your son better, this. Besides appearing to be pulled together and “normal”, he was HANDSOME! Let me make it clear how hot this man was. 46 years old, firm body, well built, tan, smooth, dark hair, hazel eyes, and after a few email exchanges, I asked to see his cock. He said no and informed me, he wasn’t into quick hookups or endless banter. He wanted a girl like me for the week to be by his side, look pretty for him, dress the way he wanted me to, and please him the way he wanted me to. WOW! What a dream come true!. They are not long in this room before heading back downstairs. On leaving, Grace notices the wooden back hairbrushes sitting on the dresser. Her juices are dripping thinking about being over someone like Tim, with muscular thighs, spanking her. Grace does not know what is coming over her. Having such cravings for the first time. With such ideas, Grace is rather flushed as they descend the stairs to the main floor.She and Abbie exchange glances going down the stairs together. Tim holds back. Sir Javid was an extremely powerful ejaculator, shooting his thick ropes of cum with so much force that it had hurt the first time he came on Arthur’s face. Even now, when Arthur was used to it, the force of the cum slapping into his tongue and the back of his throat kinda hurt, but not enough for Arthur to even wince of course.Finally, after what seemed like a bucketload of cum, Sir Javid’s penis stopped shooting in his mouth, and he released the vice-like grip on his head. Arthur let the.