"Looks like you made a mess down there, better clean it up." Jimreached over for some toilet paper as he also fumbled to put his own cockaway. "No, no...you don't need toilet paper, slut like you just needs tolick it up, I'm sure you wouldn't want to waste another load of cum, Iknew talking to you, that you were a cum slut." Jim was feeling ashamedafter he blew his own load, that lingering guilt coming in quick. Hedidn't want to lick up the cum, he wanted to get up and out of the bar."Hurry up. Then he put his own hand back on top of mine and resumed the rubbing. I was scared; not because I thought he would hurt me, but it was just a fear of the unknown. I didn't know what we were doing, and I didn't know if we were supposed to be doing it. But I could tell that Daddy thought that it was a good idea. His hand — and mine too — began to go faster and faster. Then he grunted.Creamy goo began to come out of the hole in his penis and land on my panties and my tummy. When it stopped, Daddy. She was wearing underwear inside.I removed it and threw it on the floor , her pussy was hairy on top and when I spread it I could see the pink insides of her pussy , by now my cock was hard again , I kept my dick near her pussy and with one thrust I entered it hard , she screamed out in pain , I started fucking her tight juicy pussy vigorously , I lifted her legs and held them with my hands and fucked her in the missionary position , after about 5 strokes she stopped shouting from pain and was. Teased the opening. Tickling."Ohhh in my ass. I want your cock in my ass. I want you to fuck me."He climbed back on top of me. Rested his cock against the crack of my ass once more. Humped his body against mine.I squirmed under himRaising my ass. Trying to catch his penis against my anus. Desperate now. Desperate to feel his cock enter me."Fuck me. Fuck me. Stop teasing. I want it. I want it inside me. Fuck me. Please."He moved and grasped the shaft of his cock and aimed it at my little hole..