I lubricated my hand with a glob of spit, and gently glided up and down his length. Father woke up, eyes clarifying and focusing on me. “We can’t ...ake this further. It’s wrong.” His voice was thick with sleep, and shaking. I didn’t listen to him. I kept stroking him while I stared into his eyes. He didn’t really want me to stop. He was just trying to convince himself he wasn’t a sick fuck who wanted his daughter. I enjoyed this new power I had over him, this ability to make him desire what. I watch as you raise your right hand and bring it down to my ass. Whack!“Well you little slut, if you want it then you had better start to fuck it!” you say.I start to pull and push myself on your cock. Fuck it feels good! Your nuts are hitting my clit as I get a steady rhythm on your cock. You bring your hand down again and slap my ass. Whack!“Faster whore!” you sayI start to move faster but it is not fast enough for you. You stop me and grab my hip and start to pound my pussy. You lean over. I let David's cock slide from my arse and stood up. My wedding dress (orrather, what would be my wife's wedding dress in a couple of days) wastorn and sticky with cum. I unzipped it and let it fall to the floor,stepping out of it so I was just dressed in the sensual lingerie, the lacywhite corset and matching panties, white thigh highs and three inch heels.There were only a few of my guests that hadn't had their way with me yet.Apart from my best man Mark, who was holding back despite. In fact they can't eat anything that isn't halal, I forgot that," said Jamie."I still don't know what you mean," replied Laura."Their food has to be slaughtered in a particular way. Prayers are said over each beast and it has its throat cut so all the blood is drained from it. But pork is just forbidden altogether, it's considered unclean. The fact she ate that bacon is another sign of just how much of a fanatic she is. She's willing to eat pork without batting an eyelid and she's willing to.