Your STEP-daughter, and she’s technically not even that anymore. She’s a sexy, legal, 18 year old sex pot.” Tasha’s mom, my late wife, passed ...way about 4 years earlier.In the other ear I heard, “She’s you daughter as far as your heart and the courts are concerned. Don’t do this.”“But it was so-O-o perfect. No woman has ever made you like that. Never.” the antagonist said.“I can’t argue with that.” the other said. Or, did I say that aloud. Either way, I finally got up and picked out some. Wanting the girl to return for more, Angie pulled out, wiped off her wet hand and grasped the mahogany again. Then Angie took hold of the hairbrush, as before, and got a good grasp of it. Knowing the battle was won; Angie nonetheless resumed the spanking, mainly to reinforce their respective positions. The crying girl was being taught never to resist. The spanking ended with ten sharp and loud blasts with the backside of the shiny mahogany hairbrush. Slow and steady, left and right, up and. ‘Chelsea, you fucking bitch! Get back here!’ he screamed in a high-pitched voice and hopping up and down with one of his hands still covering his genitals. For the first time, Roger seemed to notice Bill. It took him a moment to process who it was, and another moment to realize that he was being recorded. ‘Bill, what the fuck are you doing here?’ he asked. ‘Turn that fucking camera off. In fact, just give me the phone.’ He thrust his hand out, as if he were a school teacher demanding her. Spreading Sophie's ass cheeks open, kissing her soft moons, dipping my fingers into her pussy, I bathed her anus with her own juices. Running my fingers around the brown starry hole watching it clutch closed tightly, I slipped a finger into its darkness."Oh God," immediately a deep, low groan escaped from her mouth and she began vigorously sucking his cock with abandon as I pushed my finger deeper into her asshole. She pushed back against my finger hard and my finger was suddenly buried.