And I would tell her to stop and just take it like the filthy slut she is.Maybe I’d tie her hands and feet and use her over and over. Every hole.Th...n we’d lay in each others arms and laugh.We had a great sex life. From the day we first fucked, our second date, we had made a vow that sex would be our main thing and fantasy was everything. And we’d lived up to it!I parked the car in the drive and went in. The house was quiet. I was about to call out when I heard a noise. Very faint and. . Instead of unbuttoning his shirt I just ripped it open and quickly pulled it down his arms, once he was free I slid back and off his lap, he was quick to try and grab my hips to keep my there but I slapped his hands away, I turned around and started shaking my ass slowly for him and bent down and rested my hands on the coffee table infornt making sure he was getting a good view of my backside, he reached up and pulled my shorts down my legs and whacked my on the ass, once free from them I. Inoticed that I was in need of a shave again, just a very light stubbleon my legs. I decided to leave that until tomorrow. I climbed into bed,and luxuriated in the feeling of the nighgown and panties, they were sosoft and smooth on my skin. I started to think about what I had beendoing with Craig last night, and I started to get honry. I stroked mynipples through the nightgown, flicked and pinched them, my cock wasstraining at my panties so I let it free.I really wanted something inside me, so. The coral doors slid open and Throwia, Goddess of Suffering, sauntered in. She had a cruel look on her face, her eyes smoldering with delight. She was naked, her body curvy and sultry. Her tongue flicked over her lips as she approached.“Daughter,” Las said, grinning with a lusty eye at the Goddess. Familial bonds didn't mater to lust. To Las. “Hungry for more of my cum? I know you crave it. Your pretty wife cant give you everything you need.”“Father,” she said with mock delight, “why, if you.