"Yessss, pound that pussy like you own it" Mariebel screamed out"You like it when I fuck you rough" yes daddy pound that pussy" she said"daddy? i wond...r" I taught to myselfWith that taught I spanked her ass and grabbed her hair and pulled back "you dirty slut, I can believe you would fuck you dad even though he's not your real father" I kept thinking to myself.I actually got jealous even though I didn't know if it was true."give it to be daddy" was all she kept screaming out while I pulled on. Faye took Meg by the arm and directed her to stand in a tiled floor area besidethe kitchen. Place your hands on your head and open your legs. Meg opened her legs, then opened them wider when Faye flicked the insidesof her thighs with the riding crop. If you move from this position your father will start again. To my surpriseFaye turned and handed me the riding crop. I quickly gathered my thoughts. ?You will count each stroke out aloud and thank me?, I commanded. Meg stood motionless, apart from. My cunt, if it had it's very own voice, besides the squelching under your fierce thrust, would tell you secrets it hasn't told to me. Your efforts are admirable as you work it with insurmountable enthusiasm. You feel me swelling inside, building up to a magnificent 'fountain like' explosion. You know it won't be too much longer, your practised fingers, they know the drill, they know me. "Please please please pleeeasseee," it's pained I start again now, but I know what's coming, and it deserves. The porch was huge, as front porches go, and he genuinely loved old houses like this one, with its old style architecture and quaint woodwork. The door opened and immediately Bison forgot what he was going to ask. He merely stood there with his mouth hanging open, gazing at the woman that stood within the open door. He'd never seen a woman like that in all his days, and those included magazines that he'd snuck looking at when he was growing up. She was, to his mind, too beautiful for mere.