This finger was more slender and feminine, having red nail polish. And the hole itself seemed to be slightly larger in size. I decided that I was goin...g to be the one that would get sucked as opposed to otherwise. With pants in tow, I dropped my boxers below my ass and brought my dick to the hole. It was met with small, warm lips and a tongue that touched the tip of the head of my now growing erection and then proceeded down the shaft. The woman knew what she was doing as she proceeded to suck. She saw her father asleep on the sofa, a lamp with a low wattage bulb burning on the end table. An infomercial about male enhancement pills was showing on the TV.Lana giggled to herself. As big as her father's cock felt earlier, she was sure he didn't need any of those things.She moved quietly into the room so as not to wake him and turned off the TV. She turned around to go to the kitchen and was quickly assured that her assessment of her dad's cock was very accurate.Daddy was laying on his. She flopped down across him, lining their bodies up perfectly though she didn't bother to get off him just yet. "What a good boy you are Quinn," she murmured, kissing his jumping pulse. He gave her a contented smile, rubbing her back a little before she straightened up again and eased off his cock. A trickle of wetness slid down her inner thigh, and she put her hand on the back of his head. He leaned in willingly, licking a mixture of cum and feminine lubrication off her soft skin. Lapping up,. Her body twisted and writhed in agony and she tossed her head from side to side, screaming into the silent woodland. She would strain her body away from the cross, rising up on her bleeding feet, and then smash back into the timber as a vicious length of supple leather bit into her nipples or cut a bright line of pain across her cunt. Eventually they settled into a regular rhythm and Alexandra’s tortured wails turned first to moans and then to a throaty panting as the whips came at her from.