“Take this dick, baby girl! I love you, Muffin. Oh shit! Big Daddy bout to come!”Doug nutted hard inside Alia’s wet pussy. He got up and rinsed ...off then headed out to find his grandk**s and make breakfast. Alia slipped off to sleep.As Doug cooked the eggs, his phone beeped. It was Kyron Torbert, the house manager at the 1928 Hummingbird Lane home. He was letting Doug know that the dishwasher wasn’t working. Doug replied that he would stop by in a few to look at it. Kyron said there was no need. " Do you need to get up -- to use the facilities?" Uhn-uhn. I got up earlier and came back to bed. You were still asleep." Molly -- you are lying exactly how you were when I fell asleep." I have good muscle memory." Well -- if you'll excuse me..." He headed for his bathroom, trying to recollect what it was he had intended to say to Molly in the morning. When he returned, he found her sitting up in his bed, her back against his headboard and the sheets and blankets covering her lap."I still like. I take the invite as putting it in your ass but when I lick my fingers and stick them in your tight butt hole you let out a painful squeal and in an upset voice say that hurts I have never done it please stop. I keep my finger in your ass lightly moving it around it soon relaxes and I try for 2 fingers I slide it in Easily and start a thrusting motion. You turn around and say to me this feels so good. Not as good as my pussy. I wonder if I can put my cock in your ass yet? Would you be relaxed. More rustling around in a bag, during which time you feel my hard cock again at your lips, forcing them apart before sliding into your mouth. You feel almost too exhausted to do anything and now that your orgasm has subsided and the pain from the paddle has lessened, you're more aware of the constant aches that your forced position is inflicting upon you. You know it would be a bad idea not to give it as much effort as you can though and you carefully start to apply your tongue to my cock as.