Busty Girl Tied To Board Masturbating Fingered 2 Guys In The Basemenet

“Being your daughter should be.” “I wonder if I could hide a body back here?” “Hey, pussies!” Kelsey’s voice called from outside the tunnel, “Are you gonna stay in there until the game’s over?” “You can always come get us!” Josie called back. Kelsey’s blaster turned around the side of the tunnel, and flashed five consecutive blind shots. We crouched behind the barrier, Josie compacting even harder against me, practically sitting on my lap. “Spread your legs, Dad!” She gasped, “I can’t fucking breathe!” “Maybe we should go out there like Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.” “Or we can wait five minutes for a draw.” “It’s just a stupid game.” “All’s fair in war, Dad . What happened domination to your ‘will to win?’ Now spread your legs fetish before I die!” I opened my legs, and Josie molded against me. My breath caught. In the light, my eyes could see that Josie was beautiful, that her curves had filled out, and that she was a woman in BDSM every aspect of the word; but they could also see the familiar sparkle in her blue irises, the shape of her chin, the bow of her cheek, and from that, they could identify that she was my daughter, and these features that I knew so well had been hers since I held her to my chest on her first ever day. The darkness took that from me. In the darkness, I could not see with my eyes, only feel with my body, and my body had not felt the press of a woman for years. Oh, and what a woman she was. Her athletic back contoured with the lithe rises of muscle and the elegant arch of her spine, her hips fit easily into the spread of my thighs, and her… Don’t think about it! … her… She’s your fucking daughter, Ryan! … her ass molded like clay into my groin, pillowing against my pelvis to fill every void space there, sinking pliantly against my crotch, her cheeks spreading, nestling my cock so perfectly into her soft crevasse. Between the loose fabric of my shorts and boxers, I could feel her burning into me, the tantalizing radiance of her insides permeating from her two openings. She wasn’t wearing panties. She angled her pelvis against me, and the delicate puff of her labia squished around me, her heat like molten lust, beckoning me, inviting me. She was sweaty against me, her scent wafting into my nostrils, her floral perfume, and something else; the sweet essence of her femininity, that hormone-rich precursor that whispered spanking gently into my primal mind, coaxing the beast within. “Take her. She wants it,” it whispered so convincingly. My ears caught the soft expirations of her breath, each one accompanying a sigh -no, a whimper - something like a plea, but not a plea for help. A plea for me to attack, to make her whimper more, to turn those whimpers into cries and moans, each one more pleading than the last, each one more desperate! But girl these vulnerable expressions were not meant to make it stop, but to make it worse, to compel me to ruin her, to leave her gasping and writhing at my mercy, begging, begging, begging until her begs were nothing but sobbing blubbers, and she was twisting to expire an ecstasy too great for her little body to handle, opening herself to me, surrendering her most precious depths so that I could violate them to the fullest! I gritted my teeth. I wasn’t hard, but that was just because the old engine in my loins hadn’t been started in a while. It was getting there. It was only a matter of seconds now. “Dad?” Josie whispered back at me, her voice riddled with vulnerability, a plea, a desire, a need so great and so forbidden she could barely speak it. She flexed her glutes against me, and I felt the blood begin to rush to my groin, filling me, no way to stop it, no way to get free! The lights came on. Bright fluorescence illuminated the world in painful whites. Rachel rubbed her tits up and down, stroking the kid’s entire length as well as the head of his member. I wondered what it would have been like to share a shower. Shortly after taking one of her nipples into his mouth and fetish sucking gently; Eliciting moans from her as he began to harden beneath her. spanking She sighed deeply as the member reached it fullest size, and trembled in anticipation as she felt it entering the top of her throat. I shuddered, my virgin hole gripping his dick. A very hot, We had spent our last night together. “Just tired.” she replied, wiping frantic tears away. She lay quiet on him, rasping the cool night air, Brad flexed his erection in Morgan which caused her to moan with satisfaction. That wonderful, stinging pain shot through me. My pussy drank it in, transmuting that delight into a euphoric rush that surged out of me. My eyes squeezed closed. Everyone chose to go back to the Chateau. She didn’t move, ignoring him as he did his domination own up. We ride up to the top in silence, but she is clutching my arm tightly. she jumped a little and giggled like a school girl. His little girl comes out again and again. Maybe I should take up rugby.” One of the guys said. I might get carried away even more if we don’t” she looked at him with a look of lust and promise. I see why you want me to do both. Jim then moved to my left breast, before I really wanted him to, and attacked it in a fit of passion. "I feel as if I have been asleep BDSM for centuries. A flurry of clothing flew off. Cammy woke up alone and...terrified! girl There was an undeniable sexual tension between all of them and Lucy knew that her relationship with Keith and her daughter was about to be taken to a whole new level. A great building flanked by columns and statues of Mars. And Lisa eventually got to lick Bill's little round piss-hole, just like she had wanted to earlier.