I slowly stretch your asshole with my thumb and then a couple of fingers before pulling them out of your arse, I grab your hips and flip you over onto...your back, not pulling my cock out of you, loving the feeling of your tight pussy twisting around it, your hips twitching and pussy spasming even more now than before. I pinch and twist your clit, ripping off your shirt and bra before I squeeze your tits some more. I pull out of your pussy slowly, your juices gushing out as I down and then I push. The maid reached to grasp it, wrapping her hand around the solid shaft.He stepped forward, and Melissa guided his turgid rod to the mouth his daughter's pussy. With the tip planted at the opening, the maid removed her hands from the private parts of father and daughter, freeing them to begin the ancient rite.Slowly he pushed his hips, sliding the hard rod into Gwen. He snorted as her young cunt gripped his staff. Mrs. Markham and Melissa stood at Gwen's head, watching her father take her for. The room is slightly warm, and you take off your jacket and notice a small closet with a single coat hanging there, and you hang yours next to it. There’s a comfortable looking couch, and you sit down, close your eyes and inhale deeply through your nose, and the air smells fresh and clean. You already feel your mind start to relax, away from the hustle and bustle outside. After a few minutes like this, you open your eyes, and notice me standing by the door to one of the massage rooms. I’m. .. I mean, we're waiting until we're married. Might have to be longer than that," he added with a chuckle, "but, you know, even with your warning, I wouldn't have wanted to rush her. She's ... special." She is. And you know what, Jim? So are you." Coming from you, that means a lot. You off in the morning?" Probably. Get the afternoon tide from Woodbridge. Might moor overnight at the Ferry, take a leisurely run back here. No rush, but I don't suppose we'll get away much more after this." See.