The feeling of dominance is amazing. I'm more turned on than I've been in ages, my pussy is moist, the tingling sensations beyond anything I've felt b...fore. "Turn." I speak only the word, and the room is electrified with the sound of the two of us as you turn to your stomach, then onto your knees. I press a hand to the back of your head as I climb up, sliding the dildo all the way in. My feet are on either side of you as I begin to thrust hard, words spilling from my mouth. "You like that huh,. .. your own father. How disgusting. Well I'll teach you, you little slut. I am your own father for crying out loud!" Dad, please forgive me. Please forgive me. I promise that I'll never do this again..." I can't believe this. My own daughter doing such filthy things. Masturbating to the thought of two girls having sexual intercourse with their father. You wait until I tell your mother about this. It seems that you have forgotten what happened to you the last time I caught you masturbating in. (The Japanese have nothing on the Khmers for using intricate roping, by the way!) She was then placed with her cuntal area down into a bucket or basket whose bottom had been removed, and the king had special wooden frames in the center of town much like medieval stocks, into which the basket would fit. The girl was left in the stock tied thus with her cunt exposed through the bottom of the basket for all to see, and all men were encouraged to fuck her at will. For the first few hours, the. Her clitoris stood as proud and hard as her nipples aching for some attention and suddenly all of the strength disappeared from her arms as the accumulation of her female stirrings combined to send a thrilling bolt of pure energy spearing her deep inside and with a barely disguised gasp Tania slumped forward onto the cool tabletop, knocking the lager glass over in the process. The glass didn’t break, but spilled it’s contents widely, dripping noisily onto the carpet below, something that she.