I wasn't afraid of hurting her feelings, because I knew what kind of person she was. She didn't like being told off, because psychologically, it reminded her that she was disposable, but I was never going to dispose of her, so I knew she had nothing to fear. In time, she would learn this lesson, but for now, I had nearly forty years of conditioning to break, it wasn't going to be done in a couple weeks. Still though, I knew that she knew, she was safe, and would always have a place at my feet. She was just trying to spend the rest of her life trying to thank me the only way she knew how, with her body. "My best, huh?" I questioned skeptically, as I rolled her doughy tits around her chest, like an angry baker. "Yeah, the BEST." She declared adamantly. "Well, you're pretty good, I'll give you that." I praised, through a series of grunts over the sound of my hips popping against her slabs of ass flesh, "But SHE might be better." I added, staring down at her womb. asian "Fuck, Daddy," She groaned, "I can't wait to see you break that bitch." She added, babe as she fired a couple Solo spurts of ejaculate against me in response, punctuating the effect such a thought had on her. "Yeah? You want to be there when Daddy bleeds his little girl?" I hissed, as I really started to bear down on her now, gripping japanese her tits tightly, using them like handles, as I neared the home stretch. "Oh, Daddy!" She cried, "I want hold that bitch down while you claim her!" "Fuck, cunt!" I growled, "You're a dirty, whore, you know that?" "I want to lay my head on her belly and feel you cum inside, breeding her, Daddy!" She begged, trying to buck her hips to meet my thrusts. "JESUS, BITCH!" I roared, as I began spraying striptease her bowels with my hot, sticky, cum. "BREED HER, DADDY! BREED HER!" She screamed, releasing her knees and slamming her fists into the bed as she threw back her head, arching her back. Of course, the bottle of Rum and 2-liter of Coke sitting on the counter also gave me a clue. His strongest brogue was barely decipherable as he told me, “Perfect, Sean; they’re absolutely perfect, but I think we’re going to need some more 3D modelers.” He was probably right. If you wait for that it may never come. She shook her hips before me, presenting the slit I loved so much, the scent, the heat, the flavor of it almost on my tongue, her arousal was so great. “The last two girls, while they weren't as sexy as they could be, at least could sing with zest.” "Oh no, not yet. “Then I think I should get my clothes striptease off, don’t you?” She kissed me again then jumped off the bed while I dropped the towels to the floor and pulled the quilt down so Scarlett could join me. I pulled the quilt over us as we began to kiss once again. Ayesha laughed a bit seeing me. It was around 9 PM. “Daisy, you can join us in here if you like.” She knew that her juices were still dripping down her leg by the sight of Holly’s eyes and she felt her nipples hardening once again. Pain filled her eyes. Kim didn't exactly have those same Solo feelings until months, maybe a year later but we immediately hit it off and have really never been apart since. "Master, what is this stuff?" Never again. My sister was lying on the grey sofa, face down layed on the pillow, ass high up in the air. Lindsey didn’t say a word just sat on the couch and was cheering him on as he played. She was a silhouette against the dim light, her scalp exposed and weeping, only the faint tuft of blonde hair left just above her forehead. I stared at my sister for several seconds, that she cared enough for my feelings or beliefs made me swell with respect for her and because I respected her I couldn't let her fuck up her future. She lay back, loving the touch of his tongue on her clit and liking the fact she could lay back for a bit. “You did? She was trying to make light of the situation in spite of her pain. She looks at him and smiles and sucks his meat. She was even less eager to leave it there overnight but she had to go to the clinic and she couldn't hang around at babe work forever. “Do you want me to keep riding you?” They'd look at her tight ass, the bared lips of her sex, and the generous mounds of her breasts. “That may be true, but don’t feel you can’t ask her. There I’d be at japanese first with a broom up my bum, jacking of to some nude asian poster chick from a Penthouse magazine.