You rub the tip of your cock over Emma's clit and pussy lips, teasing her.You can't wait any longer as you plunge into Emma’s pussy.You hear her muf...led shriek as her body reacts to your forceful entry.You thrust in and out faster and faster, doing just as you said you would, using her.Emma Watson is your own personal living fleshlight.The pleasure isn't one-sided though, as you feel your shaft get increasingly covered in more and more of Emma's pussy juice. You are now easily sliding in and. "I nodded my head, Poppa's word was law on our farm. I'd expected to have to drop all the pups into the creek, but Sparky was a real good ratter. That's maybe why Poppa wanted to keep two.He reached for another corn bread muffin, splitting it with one hand like Momma usta break eggs over her mixing bowl. His other hand lifted his knife, which he waved at me like Mr. Patterson, our junior high principle and girls choir leader would wave his baton when he was trying to bring us up. It took me a few seconds to figure it out, but it eventually hit me. She was masturbating! The movement beneath the covers was a result of her fingers darting in and out of her soaking-wet pussy. Of course, I had no way of knowing this for certain, but the fact that her eyes were closed and soft moans flowed past her lips made it hard to misinterpret her actions. I stood there for a few seconds before it happened. The sight of my naked friend pleasuring herself had turned me on and a powerful. Slut 4 groaned and cried, wailing "Pleaaaaaseee take it off Daddy, take off the milker, use my clit, PLEASE". Daddy just laughed and flicked her exposed bottom with the thin leather belt, leaving a fiery red welt across her ass. She jerked in her restraints and begged again, "pleasepleasepleaseplease take it off, whip my clit Daddy, oh please god!"? Daddy grinned and paid no attention, laying down swift lashes with the thin strap, striping her inner thighs and her ass, moving it closer to her.