As I drove I knew I wanted to have sex, and although were bantering and teasing each other with innuendo, I realised I might just need to ask him to f...ck me.'Why would your wife be angry if she saw me', I asked him thickly? I turned to look at him, he was in his fifties, and a little rotund, from drinking a lot of beer, hitting on his friends daughter.'You're a beautiful young woman, very sexy, and you have about everything she has lost', was his honest reply.I glanced back into the rear view. I left the bottle in her cunt as I went and got a bowl of ice. I pulled the bottle out then began to push ice cubes into her cunt. I had six in her and then pushed the bottle back in and fucked her even harder this time. Her pussy was pulsing as the botle fucked her as she was full of ice. I held the bottle as I then pushed two cubes into her ass. Now she was getting frozen with the ice in her ass and cunt. I rubbed cubes against her pussy lips and made sure she was frozen and numb before I. And what pray-tel might the penalty be for breaking that rule My King ? I stood in front of her with my Cock starting to rise. almost pointing directly at her face, bent down and kissed her Deep and a bit forcefully. She Moaned then sighed and reached to touch my Cock now Rock Fucking Hard I brushed her hand off she then looked at me puzzled and said I'm ready My King for my penalty she reached again and again I pushed it away What the Hell Gimme the CockThat's not the penalty, this is I. John sprinted upstairs to the first door on the right, his bedroom. He moved so swiftly that he hadn't noticed anyone in his room. He headed straight for his private bath and turned his shower on. While he let the water heat up, he walked back into his bedroom and turned on his lamp.He gasped when he noticed someone in his bed. "What are you doing in my bedroom?"Her eyes opened. "Sorry Mr. Langham," Carmyn smiled a devilish grin. "I can't get any sleep in Stacy's room. Justine snores so loud. I.