It was open, her father had been so horny he'd neglected to close it.The gym shorts were crumpled on the carpet. Her father was sprawled naked on the ...ouble bed, groaning as he clutched his stiff, upthrust cock. His cock was simply enormous, the longest, fattest hard-on Sandra had ever seen in her life. Violently her daddy was beating his meat, whipping his fist furiously up and down on his massive prick."Daddy!" Sandra squealed.Bob gasped and quickly sat up on the edge of the bed, making a. "Get on your knees and suck me then, you slut," he growled, pulling his trousers down and pushing her head against his prick."Allen? Please? I'm so tired." Fuck you and your tiredness. You're my wife. You have to please me. It's beautiful, pleasing me. Now suck."Her lips trembling, Gwen let the fleshy shank slip between her lips. Her hand shook as she held the base and worked it slowly in, drawing deep breaths of air through her nostrils as she felt the appendage harden and fill her mouth."Gum. I played the roll of a slut and I became one? How could he forgive me? How can I forgive myself? Thursday October 30, 1980 Dear Diary: I could not bring myself to write these last three days. My mind has been awash with feelings of dread and anger. I taught my lessons without energy or joy. My steps were so heavy Monday and Tuesday that several students asked why I looked so sad. I really should have taken the days off but I needed to do something to distract me from wallowing in my misery.. My juices r flowing on his shaft. I licked his cock for sometime.And asked,” r you ready?£ he said, ” yes ma’am “. I slid his cock in. I was different from past times. When he fucked me it feels like he is entering me. Now I’m controlling. I sat on his cock fully. I gasped. I never felt so deep before. Its almost reached the end. I started to ride. I was biting my finger while doing so. My boobs r swinging and hitting each other while I turned. It was too much for me. I moaned. And bent and.