In spite of how I looked to everyone else, I was actually a devil girl.In fact I'd discovered just a week ago that my father was actually THEDevil. I...still had a hard time wrapping my head around that or the ideathat my sweet and innocent seeming Mom had actually been lovers with theDevil. But even though I was the daughter of the Devil I wasn't actuallythe Antichrist...not quite. That title went to some older brother whomI'd never met. He was welcome to it since who wants that kind. H e wraps his arms aroundme kissing my shoulder. "Are you going to be a good girl, Bella?" "Yes, Sir." "Open up for me." I try to relax as much as I can as he pushes hiscock into my ass, deeper and deeper, inch after inch. "Ow. Ow. Ow." I shout. The pressure of his cock inside me is crushingmy pussy with the sharp toy inside and causing a lot of discomfort. I liftmy hips to relieve it and he pulls back, slamming his cock into me harder thistime. "Mm, you feel good." Master tells me slamming me. It was as if Rod didn’t hear her. She’d no more gotten her words of protest out when he was coming, his hot sperm jetting into her. In seconds, Rod’s movements stopped and Lise felt his penis begin to soften. She couldn’t stand it! She needed more! Just a tiny little bit more and she’d be satisfied, too! ‘Please!! Rod!! Please!!!’ Lise begged. She pulled at her husband’s arms, beseeching him, ‘Don’t leave me like this! Make love to me just a little longer! Please, honey, just a little more!!!’. Her silky hair which was shoulder length was gently tickling his inner thighs and his balls. He sat back and admired her tiny waist which ballooned out into a firm heart shaped ass. He reached down and spanked it, he felt her lips and tongue working his cock. He rubbed her asshole and worked his hand down to her snatch, which was soaking wet – this must have really driven her wild because with that she looked into his eyes and made his cock disappear into her exotic face. Tamara watched as she.