She leaned over and began whispering into Daniel's ear. He lowered his gaze back to the computer screen with a smirk and he began to type away at the ...tory. It wasn't his intended story, but it would be good all the same. With every key stroke, the muse spoke less, but something in him shone more brightly. There was a sparkle in his eye as he leaned forward hammering out scenes of sex so hot that he was sure his computer would melt into a pile of liquid plastic and metal. Eventually the muse. "When she spoke he turned and looked at her, his eyes cloudy and unrecognizing, "God damn it Carol it's about time you came back. Say... I thought I told you to get the fuck out of those clothes?" Then he reached out for her.Nicole shrunk back. "It's me daddy, I'm not Carol." She was stunned when he grabbed her blouse by the lapels and jerked it open, her buttons flying everywhere. "Daddy what are you..." Fuck Carol if you want to play a game that's fine with me... and it's even better if you. She could hardly believe her eyes. The first few showed her sunbathing topless and playing with herself in obvious enjoyment. Then her legs spread apart – with the pubic hair (to her eyes) obscenely displayed. Boy's hands pulling off her bottoms, seemingly without resistance and with a blissfully dreamy look on her face. (How did Gustavo get that right?) Then, her wanking on boys' cocks until they sprayed over her, once more to her seeming enjoyment. The last picture, taken just after her wrist. My legs dropped from around him and I had no strength to hold myself up and was left hanging on 2 hard spurting cocks like a rag doll. My arms drooped to my sides, my head drooped on to his chest, my legs hung uselessly from my hips and my orgasms just kept rolling through me until my stomach muscles were painful in their intensity. The 2 hard cocks softened and I started to slide down, the guard gently lowered me to the floor and all I could say was Wow, over and over again. Johns face.