Little did he know but just outside his bedroom was his daughter. Looking through the partly open door. There with a video camera taping her dirty lech of a father yelling, writhing and bucking the air in a black bodysuit. “Gotcha.” is all she said. This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are large, full, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding hard nipples. Her tight stomach is flat and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small area of hair above her clit. Her pussy lips are equally group sex amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets excited. I, on the other hand, am a japanese tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in good shape. My best attribute was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when `flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the tightest holes. This story is true, with some alterations like names and dates. I also took some liberty to combine some experiences so the story would not drag on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this story has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy: This is a story about my wife, Carole, being held captive and raped. Be forewarned. Carole was working for a porn producer, director, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just keep all the men hard and ready for the next scene. When she left the large warehouse, it was dark outside and she had parked her car across the parking lot where the lighting was bad. She unlocked the car door and climbed into the driver’s seat. Immediately, she asian was grabbed from behind. Startled, she jumped and tried to scream but a large hand was over her mouth. Elena smiled down and pressed her tip to my outturned asshole. With her tits pressed against the table she had closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure he was giving her. She stopped twirling and stood swaying her hips. He tried his best to shake last night’s events with his girlfriend out of his head. Her pussy was drenched and her juices were starting to drip down on the floor. I told him to keep it, he had earned it. Instead of going out and meeting women, the men stay in their tiny little rooms group sex and whack off to sexist cartoon pornography.” She begged and pleaded to get the dog off of her as it mounted her and made her his bitch. My dick was harder than a diamond right when she propped up on her elbows. She began to moan lightly as I worked. Vanessa and I were petting Sherry’s back, her bottom and she lifted to Duke’s japanese incessant delicious licking. My sensitive pussy drank it all in. The pressure building and building in my depths. "If you want something long winded we need a room, but If you just need a quick pop...here is fine." “I’m sorry……. There's a gasp as air is sucked back into lungs. He was losing consciousness. “Yes!” she whimpered. She is your problem now. I asian stopped them fucking. It was my favorite clothing option and my mom didn’t wear it too bad. If I keep low and go cautiously, there’s no reason I can’t get past the plant. When we go inside, everyone there is already eating. She almost started to describe her favorite sex acts with women; 69, scissoring, humping, and then stopped. "Fuck you! Her heart rate returned to a leisurely rhythm. We surrendered to the demands of nature, coupling passionately in the dark closeness of the room. Thanks for listening to me and comforting me, and for not taking advantage of me. That was… really cool of you.” I smiled, wickedly. The TV was against the wall on the other end. Violet looks at me with concern across her face.