I kept flicking my fingers, and I felt the hot gush of her cum spill out of her tiny pussy, as she whimpered and moaned, shaking her head side to side... attempting to cover her face in the ground. Her cries increased in volume and pitch, begging harder and more often, as my fingers kept up their steady rhythm, and her cum kept spilling out of her, soaking the ground beneath her ass. She was still behaving, crying out, "Please may I cum Daddy?" over and over. After she'd had 6, her cries. Harry had kept himself in rather good shape over the years. She especially like the hair on his chest.After he did, she laid on the bed on her back and asked him to get on her chest and give her a titty fuck!Fortunately, in the last two years, Ginny had gone from a small bust(78cm/30in) to bigger than her mother(91cm/36in), which put this item on her list. She ran her hands through his abundant black chest hair.Although he understood the idea, she still talked him throughout the entire process. Somehow, he really didn't feel comfortable having a woman sleep over, and it did happen occasionally, and getting it on in the same bed his parents had. He could of course just buy a new bed, but never got around to it. As for his sister's room, well he had no reluctance about getting laid there, even though both Susan and Judy had done it there when their parents weren't home. He just had other plans for the large room, such as turning it into a sort of den where he could study and work in. Her clit burned as she urinated. She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. She was a mess and felt like her body had been violently used, like the woman in the story she thought. She debated taking a shower but decided coffee was the best thing for her. Naked, she staggered into the kitchen and placed a cup of coffee into the mircowave. Shoveling the instant coffee into the steaming water she noticed the porn stories still on the counter next to an empty bottle of wine. Could she have.