As she cupped his face in a long and sensual kiss, one hand fondled her tit as the fingers excited her pussy.A song that Wendy liked began to play, so...she guided him onto the dance floor. She didn’t bother to cover up her tits and moved sensually in a circle to show them off. Looking at others, she wasn’t the only woman half-naked. She gazed at Aaron, their moves in tune as erotic as the others. Her actions easily proved she was ready, willing, and able for another fucking from him.A slow song. I couldn't imagine anything hurting as much as my ass currently hurt; not c***dbirth, not breaking a bone, hell, not even getting shot. My wind was knocked from my gut as I struggled to pull forward and free my ass from this sadistic bastard and his killer cock. But Vince held my hips firmly and continued to drive his weight against my ass, my head shoved up against the wall of the shower, my body no further escape route from his invading horde. In fact as I struggled, I could only push back. That would perhaps, through no fault of his own, produce an unfortunate impression of his character, and even place his situation in danger. May I ask you, sir, if this is truly the case?" I was taken aback. I was sure this woman was not aware of her husband's nefarious activities, either at the office or outside of it, or surely she would not have remained with him. And I of course could not tell her of them, though doubtless she would soon be made aware of them, to her sorrow. I. This had happened every time that we’d gone to the yacht since we lost mummy. I guessed that she had insisted that he leave his phone at home.The only saving grace this time was that daddy was taking me home first, he was going to leave me there and I was going to have lots of fun.Even our meal that evening was disturbed by a phone call and we went to bed early because he would have to get up early to fly to somewhere.The next morning was the last time that daddy was going to wake me in the.