She had seen such things while surfing the Internet and when she happened upon a bondage site, quite by accident, but she had found herself unable to ...reak away as she examined picture after picture that cropped up before her. Although she would have never tried it herself, she had liked what seeing those images had done to her and had found herself rubbing her own pussy to quench the fire that had engulfed her, having a wonderful orgasm in only a matter of seconds. She returned to the site. They hurt much less than other things. Zing! There it came."DAD!" she shrieked. "I'm a good cook!" She was, too."Yeah, and I'm Napoleon Bonaparte," I muttered. Zing! Another one."Sir, is it alright if I stay?" Katie asked shyly. The manners on this girl are unbelievable. I still can't get over a shy Katie. Although she is quiet, she doesn't seem to be shy around anyone else."Absolutely not," I stated emphatically. Amy gave me a dirty look. Zing! "Not unless you call me Patrick."Katie, you are. My young fellow she-male skillfully slid her cock into my pussy.I let out a sigh, “Oh yeah!” Once she was in me, I lifted my torso with my left hand, so that I could jack off with my right.I couldn’t see it, but Leslie was diddling her clit as she was fucking me.She pounded me with steady strokes.The double stimulation was indescribably wonderful. I don’t think anyone who is not like us can fully understand the sensations that were filling us. Our bodies were experiencing two build-ups to two. ”I wasn’t sure if it was true or not, but he hadn’t quite covered up his phone when I came in. Since it was sitting on the counter I grabbed it, flipped to the videos and put on one where she was especially raunchy to him. His camera work was almost as good, if not better, than the child sex slave porno people I helped bust with Paula.“Oh and wash your skanky cunt already. You smell like you were fucking in a pile of horse shit,” I told her.She was still standing with her tank top up and.