In her mind, this woman knew she ought to be feeling like a two-dollar whore in heat, but no, instead she felt as if she were a goddess being blessed ...with joyous pleasure by a benevolent masculine deity!Having pushed the boundaries of depravity this far, Angela’s cock-hungry body begged her to take one more decadent step. Kissing her dad’s cock once more, she kissed her way up his belly to his chest and then kissed his cheeks. Steeling her nerves, Angela spoke so softly her words were barely. “ Ok, relax, This might hurt a little but you take it up your ass real nice for Papi just like the others. Relax and let Papi fill you up. Here it comes" He then put the candle next to the others at the opening of her asshole and started to shove it up in there. She cried out a little "Ohhhh Ahhhh yes, Papi give it to me. Make me take another candle up my ass for you, Papi. Fill me up. Shove that candle up my ass. Look at me Papi. I have four candles shoved up my ass just for you. Yes, open my. And soon she was back with the gang, laden down with Marlboros, Bensons, Kronenbergs and Buds. Snoot and Lizzie had turned up now and were sitting on a patch of grass, passing joints around. Snoot was totally bald, more the result of chemotherapy for her leukaemia than as a fashion statement, and Lizzie was wearing one of her floppy hats which obscured most of her face, and above all the scar over her eye she'd got at that night club once."Yo, girlfriend!" Snoot cried. "Liquid refreshment.. Francine was moaning and asked that I finger her in every hole. Her cunt was juicy and pink, a flawless piece of art; a flower petal. My fingers rubbed her clit and G spot and she wanted more and more of it. I didn't want to her cum right away; I wanted to show her how I could please her with my tongue. She spread her legs as wide as she could anchor herself. Her juices were all over my hand and I wanted to finish this on her sofa.I cleansed myself as she prepared to make up the sofa bed.Pretty.