She stared surprisingly at me for a second before smiling. I did the same with my other finger and she continued to smile towards me. I would have suc...ed my thumb clean as well, but she moved to grab my wrist and brought the hand to her. My dick was trying to tear through my pants to get at her and she saw the bulge and laughed.“I’ll suck it and fuck it after school, if you want, Howie.”“I’d love that, Sydnie-Ann, but like I said, I’m being timed. If I don’t want to be grounded after this. Don would be happy with her accomplishment; one she had been working on for a long time.As she watched her daughter’s rape through the key hole, she heard Emily plead, “No.. no, Daddy, no… ugnhhh…”Linda smiled as Don forced his hard nine into Emily’s asshole. The nineteen year-old had only been butt fucked once before and Linda remembered fingering herself to three orgasms during that feat.Emily sniffed as a few tears made their way across her cheeks. She knew better than to cry out; one way or. I closed my eyes and brought my face down. My nose touched the coolsurface of the urinal's insides. With my eyes closed, the smell was occupyingmost of my mind. The smell of urine. The smell of male piss. Generations ofmale piss on top of each other, right there under my nose. It was intoxicating.It made my head spin. It should have made me want to puke in disgust. Instead,dear Lord, forgive me, it made me horny. It made me horny with shame, hornywith humiliation and pure desire to be fucked. I. Brock repeated his question. "What does that have to do with this?" Nothing really," he admitted. "It was, well, I considered a vesting clause because outside of those two things, I'm not sure I own anything separately from you – or your Dad. I'm part of the group that owns the teams in Columbia, South Carolina, and El Paso, Texas. It's in a trust because of the potential conflicts. But I own 18 percent of the group. I thought I should tell you." Uh, OK," Meredith said, shaking her head. "I.