She cut my hair and we did the usual chatting with herrubbing her body against mine. She trimmed my eyebrows and rubbed her stomach againstmy hand res...ing on the chair armrest. I thought aboutthis for a year, and decided to take a chance. If shecomplained, I could come up with an excuse that my handwas cramping. So I extended my fingers out and lightlyrubbed her stomach. She didn’t move back or yell, but Icould see a little smile growing on her face. So Icontinued.“Looks like I. "You feel so strong tonight," she said, "I've never been touched like that before. It just seems so right. I can't stop myself wanting it." Good," I whispered. "What do you think about when you masturbate?" I asked."What?" Jill, said alarmed."Its okay, it's okay. It's just me and you. Tell me." You know, stuff… sex with guys. Sometimes," she smiled a little and swallowed hard, "more than one guy." You think about being gangbanged?" Yes." Do you think about particular men?" I asked, as Mitchell. I jacked my cock to perfect my hard-on, slapped on a little aftershave, opened the door to the bedroom, and got the shock of a lifetime. My beautiful daughter was stretched out naked on the bed with a big pink bow tied around her slender waist. You could have knocked me over with a feather! Joan was sitting next to the bed wearing only a short, terrycloth robe. Both of my beauties had big smiles on their faces.As I stood there ogling my saucy daughter, my cock lurched all the way to my belly.. When she was done, her face, neck and breasts glistened with dog semen. She looked over, at one point, and saw the horror of the situation in the boy’s faces - grinning maniacally with pleasure. It was worse than looking in the mirror. The state she had been reduced to could be seen in their young faces. After all, it wasn’t every day they got to make a white woman fellate a junkyard dog. Then Hlatshwayo decided that she was to lick their assholes. Then got her kneeling on the floor and each.