“What about you Prestira?” Yavara asked, tracing a finger down Prestira’s taint, “Do you partake?” “No Honey,” Prestira said, pushing Yavara’s head down, “Now finish your dinner; there are starving children in Terondia, and wasteful brats get spanked.” “Are you going to punish me, Mommy?” Yavara grinned as her tongue playfully flicked Prestira’s clit, “Have I been a bad girl? ” “A very bad girl.” Prestira said, crinkling her nose at Yavara before looking at me, “I think your daddy needs to teach his little girl some discipline.” Incest fetish? Really? I asked incredulously. We’ve done so much worse than this. Not with her, Prestira. She’s not Alkandi, Zander. You’ve let that ghost ruin your real life; don’t let her ruin your sex life. Now get your ass over there and punish your daughter, Daddy, or I’m getting Uncle Brock up here, and you can act out your cuckold fetish in the corner. Don’t write gangbang checks your ass can’t check. I’ve seen what Uncle Brock’s packing, and he wouldn’t be satisfied with just his niece. You’d be in a wheelchair. Yavara’s hips were swaying back and forth as she looked up at anal me from her consumption. “Daddyyyyy, Mommy says you have to discipline me for being such a naughty girl. Are you going to come over here and punish me, teen or are you just going to send me to my room?” Yavara said in a baby voice, her lips pouting, her eyes begging me to fill her. Her breasts had freed themselves from her bodice, and were now pillowed against Prestira’s thighs. Her dress barely threesome clung to her thick ass, the outline of her cheeks showing underneath it. I recalled my fantasy of hiking Hardcore that dress up and taking the elf, and my cock curved upward. That’s the spirit. Prestira pulled her finger from my ass and slapped me on the cheek. Go get her tiger. I walked behind Yavara, her tittering voice taunting me excitedly as she wiggled her hips. She looked back at me with a smile. But gangbang he also really enjoyed the thrill - and the risk - from seeing what she would do when put in a teen position where she couldn’t dominate the other person by virtue of her charms and ease with words and perceptiveness. For the past three days during her training, she hadn’t even thought about going out, but here she was backing out of her driveway. I would feel far more comfortable talking to you than your husband." SHOW US SOME PINK, CINDY. She waved me off as she sat beside threesome me. “Don’t sweat it. Please Master may I cum for you. Night Eyes grew from a girl, to a teenager. Incredibly their fucking continued unabated for another five minutes till Sam felt Manya’s cunt muscles gripping his dick harder and harder until they suddenly released their hold. What do you want?”. No, their metamorphosis was Hardcore complete, and the expressions they gave her were not of terror, but of understanding, and desire. After fingering her for a minute I slid my fingers up to play with her stiff yum button. Despite all of her reservations, she offered, “Want one?” in reference to her cigarette. "Fuck off! I unbuttoned my shirt slowly as the guys all watched. Tyshawn pulled back at the ferocity of the words and the look of hatred in her eyes. “Yes Master.” It only took a few minutes after the money was collected for the girls to come back out. Hmmm?” I shuddered in delight, following Clint out of the room, my pussy itching. And don’t worry, neither one of them knows that you got there first.” "When I come back." Unconsciously, Lindsay began to pant heavily, her body's pleasure anal centers rocketing into overdrive. "That sounds great," said John.