destiny गुलाब: सेक्स टोय्स & एनल

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Our mom had passed away not long after my sister was born and Dad never remarried, there were plenty of women who would come and go but none of them ever committed to him. One summer I was home from college, I found myself in the house alone and spotted the basement key sitting on the kitchen counter, it was always on an over-sized red plastic key fob but that was sitting beside the key, broken and removed from the chain. I stared at the key for what felt like forever then slowly picked it up. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I approached the door, my hands shaking as I turned the lock, each click of it's action seeming louder and my hands were shaking. I opened the door and turned on the light then slowly made my way down the stairs. What I found caught me by surprise, I didn't know what to expect but on a small platform was 2 wooden posts a couple of feet apart and the top of each one had a single blonde padded handcuff attached to it. 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My Father blinked a few times then came close to me, brushed a strand of hair from my eyes and slowly unbuttoned my blouse. "Go up and lock the door." He said. I did so without hesitation and walked back downstairs to stand before him. He gently removed the rest of my clothes then once I was naked, attached each wrist to a post with the cuffs. He stood before me and undressed, he was well built, had always kept himself in shape and had the body of a man of 35 and didn't look the 55 he was. Before he took off his boxers he spoke to me again. "Last chance to change your mind." He said, looking into my eyes. "I want this, please." Then she felt a sudden shove and excruciating pain and her back arched as his big cock rammed deep into her lovely ass tearing and creating a fissure in her rectum. Her eyes looked up at him, she smiled then pulled him into her mouth over her tongue. 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