"its here daddy" i said as i reached behind the couch. I spread it out over a cushion and sat down on it. his mouth and fingers going straight to my p...ssy. he was so good with his tongue! way better than his son."you have been naughty haven't you?"he asked pausing from licking my clit."Yes daddy I have. Your son used me for a long time last night" i said. "good girl" he said. "Did you tell him that you want to fuck his dad yet?" he asked. We had discussed this a few times. Eric wanted me to. I laid back on the bed surrendering completely to the woman behind the glass. It was only moments later when a dizzying explosion of feelings erupted from my loins and waved upwards through my breasts and erupted as a loud cry through my throat and mouth. After a few minutes I regained control and was able to stand up from the bed. Looking back at the mirror, she was still there, smiling at me.I walked over and kissed her on the lips. “Time for a shower,” I said and walked over to the. The look he gave me was so dirty, so evil that it felt like he had waited years for this moment to come. He spread my legs and aggressively slid his throbbing cock into my dripping wet pussy. He started pounding so hard and so fast that I wondered if I would cum in only a matter of seconds. He then abruptly turned me on my stomach, lifted my ass upon a pillow, grabbed my two arms and crossed them on my back and proceeded to pound me from behind. I was moaning non-stop, my vagina started to. There was some hesitation, but the Doctor eventually did come back with a rather emphatic, “No.” Suddenly she was longing to be handled. The feeling was intense, unlike anything she could remember. Each night when she masturbated, shedreamed up the usual fantasies, some handsome guy making love to her, or some older guy treating her to a wonderful evening before softly massaging her to sleep. Hell, she even considered being taken forcefully on an occasion or two, just to liven things up and add.