He knew his girth was much more than two fingers, but she wanted it now and he wasn’t about to argue about it. He withdrew from her still spasming p...ssy and moved his stiff dick towards her ass. Pushing against her little puckering hole, he slid the pulsing head of his thick member into her. It was so tight it felt like his cock was being strangled, her ass tightened around him and they both groaned. She pushed back onto him slowly, letting her ass stretch and engulf his solid man rod. She was. "Know what, Daddy?" I swallowed hard and got on my knees just because I didn't like the way he looked at my pussy. "Let me kiss you, Daddy. I'll make you feel better." You're a good girl, Jilly," he sighed. His eyes closed and I thought he might go to sleep. "Not like your mother. Bitch. Whore. I know what's going on. I know."I reached for the glass barely held in Daddy's fingers, worried that he might drop it and spill whatever he'd been drinking. Whiskey, it looked like, but he had bottles of. Mandy continuously wiped herself with her hand and dried them over the bottom of her dress. The top of her dress was just as bad as her face.“Babe I’m sorry,” Jack said, tripping over himself following her in a drunken, spent haze.That was amazing, Crystal thought to herself. She checked the phone in her bag. 10.38, the entire event had lasted just 8 minutes, but what a funny 8 minutes.She sat back on her wall still in awe at the events, suddenly she needed another cigarette. Has to be a. Ialso never wore the bra size of 52EE or very tight clothes that show offmy very slender very firm body with legs that go from here to Hell andback and an ass that men would love to fuck forever. My hair was blacknot blonde, my eyes were hazel not a piercing pale blue and I was prettyintelligent now I'm dingy as hell only thinking of how to pleasuremen/women with my body. I'm writing this because my Mistress ordered me to, and she gets whatevershe wants, or she changes me into whatever she.