“You mistake me, daughter.” I chuckled lowly, admiring the way her broken virginity stayed yawning and dripping even after it had been evacuated. I looked lazily into her questioning eyes, and guided my husband’s weapon backward, sliding the tip down her moist taint, “I am simply suggesting an assault from the rear.”� The look of shock that came over Joy’s face was almost as exquisite as the agonized expression that came immediately afterward. Vita used the fluid of his daughter’s lust to lubricate the invasion, but there was no preparing her for the depth of it. He buried himself into her filthy, virgin hole, and Joy’s entire body wrenched. Her head flung backward, her deep breasts jutted forward, her pelvis pivoted downward, and her ass wrenched upward, the small of her back becoming the vertex of her agonized arch. Her bottom lip trembled below wide, mindless eyes, and her chest heaved with desperate intakes. Vita took his daughter by the golden globes of her flank, and lifted her easily from the bed. She fell spinelessly against him, her pelvis tilting forward, her legs dragging out from beneath her, and flopping uselessly before her. I could see the extent of her ruination, and my eyes followed a dribble of lust that started from the bottom of her slit, dripped down the ribbon of her taint, and thinned about the stretched rim of her cumshot sodomy.� An unbidden memory came to me in that moment. It was a thai memory of Joy laughing gayly from beside a waterfall as she made the water run back up the cliffside. Her sonorous mirth echoed against the rocks, and she looked delightedly back at me. I remembered the purity of her, the brilliance of her virtue. I remembered that I vowed to keep her like that; void of pain, ignorant of suffering, innocent of the ills of lust. She was a grown woman then, naked in the water, but her nudity bore no vulgarity, nor shame. It was simply the form of her, beautiful, graceful, and untainted. “Watch me, Mom!” She had teens laughed, and with a wave of her hands, she’d emptied the lagoon into the air, and created a liquid sculpture of me in the sky. She let the water rain upon us, and we giggled, embracing as mother and daughter, enjoying each other’s flesh and warmth without desire. Her white hair was matted to tiny her head, her eyes were alight with glee, and her lips were creased with joy.� Her golden hair was disheveled, her eyes were possessed from the tops of her whites, and her lips were trembling and leaking with drool. Her body was still beautiful, but the grace of virtue was gone from it, and the modesty was gone. She reached beneath herself, grabbed the glutes her father was already gripping, and she spread herself wider. “All those firm, young breasts staring at you.” As we walk out the door, Tanesha my fraternal twin sister pulls up in her Camaro. She had not been with a man since Peter, and she did miss the feel of man next to her, or making love to her. But I want to tease Vivian with it so back to tiny the master's bedroom it is. Come on. Musad returned to fondling Arianna's clitoris. You are in control over here. I was awaken a couple hours later by a terrified Holly screaming at me and shaking me violently to wake up. Would they even let me return to a normal life? She fell once but it allowed her to remove her clothing. Far better then his fingers. Ravi encircled her shoulders with his left hand and cupping her chin with his right hand, he drew her face closer to his. The sucking and nibbling teens stopped then a finger was inserted in my thai already wet vagina. “It is so big, I am afraid it will hurt me,” she said crying. Her arms went around me. She was taller than me, her breasts pressing into my upper chest. Then I closed the door behind me and left for the very last time. Any more and your viewers can pick a punishment. “Yes, Mistress,” deep he said, cumshot sitting in the corner, his face flushed. Whoever it was had some rudimentary computer skills.