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My eyes squeezed shut as my pussy clenched around his dick. The heat built and built. A wonderful explosion that would have me shuddering. “Daddy!” I moaned. “I'm going to cum, Daddy! I'm going to cum on your big dick!” “Yes, yes, cum on your dad's cock!” my friend panted. The slap of flesh on flesh echoed around us. “That would be so hot.” “Uh-huh,” I whimpered, clutching my pussy around my daddy's cock. The increased friction brought me closer and closer to my climax. “Oh, yes, yes, I'm going to explode.” “Good!” my daddy panted. He buried hard and deep into me. His cock filled me. He felt incredible in me. Amazing. His balls smacked into my clit. I exploded. “Daddy!” My pussy convulsed around his cock. A wave of pleasure surged out of my cunt. Last time, I burned in ecstasy, this time I drowned in incestuous rapture. It spilled through my body and swept over my thoughts. Stars burst across my eyes as Daddy rammed into my writhing pussy. He groaned and gasped, his hand pulling back hard on my hair. He growled, fucking me with such power. He drove his dick into my incestuous depths. “Oh, yes, yes!” Natalie moaned. “I want to cum like that. Oh, please, Mister, make me explode!” Her eyes widened. “Oh, my god, yes! That's my clit! That's my fricking clit!” She howled in rapture. I shuddered, watching the pleasure burn across her face while my own pussy convulsed and writhed around Daddy's cock. It was amazing. I panted and shuddered, my pussy writhing and spasming around Daddy's cock. “Rosachika!” Daddy panted. He plowed into my pussy's depths. “I love you!” My heart indian beat for joy as the pleasure flooded out of my cunt spasming around his dick. Grace was awake early the next morning surprisingly alert considering the amount of alcohol she had consumed the night before. She said I don't know. Seconds later I took her hard nipples into my fingers, gently squeezing and rolling them as I massaged her breasts with my huge powerful hands. Jill asked if I needed any help. “Please excuse me,” I said. Fall behind and your choke rope will make sure you catch up. Her breath was coming fast and noisy, her slim body twitching, her eyes wide with fright knowing Ella intended to fuck her with the bottle. She reached out, gripping the magnificent fuck-tool, stroking it and bringing it back to press against her asshole. Please! “I bet she held back where she found it. I wouldn’t let anyone just fuck my ass like that,” indian she says as she cleans herself up. Her eyes were shining in the darkened room, and her body glistened in the moonlight through the window. My dick throbbed. He was boring in bed. He was sitting in a chair, smoking a cigarette, lost in thought. But then when you really think about it, all consensual sexual encounters/relationships--by their very nature--have to be reciprocal, to some extent or another. I finally had a goal in life. Molly chuckled, "Gladly. She was wet, she was ready for anything. “But, why?” I tell him to eat my ass again while he is moving his finger around. "She may be able to make dinner, but she won't be ready to go out in the sun for a few days. Deeper!” I want to do it.” Like that!