..............I am not sure what you mean”“You are so naughty”“I really am so horny; I could do with a good hard Fuck, with a big hard, long c...ock”She repositioned herself so that she was kneeling on the very edge of the bed, her knees far apart and her ass thrust back and up, she took a pillow and placed it under her belly to add support to her hips, then she turned and looked back at me and beckoned me to enter her, she continued the conversation but I knew it was me she was talking to.“Come. ”“Ok well I will call you before then so take care baby girl.” Once again I felt the mess sticking to my legs and dress so decided to take a bath, and maybe try and sort my head out.I ran the bath really hot and stepped into it. Enjoying the heat on my strained muscles and bruised pussy. As I thought over what had occurred over the last few days I just got more confused.I should have said no to my father fucking me. But without any hesitation I knew that I just didn’t want to say no. Although I. He was a very shy boy, would not indulge in conversation if it was not necessary. Initially I had to struggle to adjust myself with him and I believe he also felt the same. As the time went by, I started to "befriend" him as it was difficult for me to share my room with him and not talking to him. Initially, it was the study materials that brought us closer. Mark was very intelligent and had a very good knowledge of electronics. He was fond of mobiles, computers and sport cars. I found him just. Gracefully, she climbed to the statue. She knelt over the marble cock thrust upward, spread the lips of her pussy and lowered herself onto it. I could tell by her face and the twitching of her leg muscles, she was filled to capacity and the stone cock pleased her.With the stone cock securely buried in her, she arranged her waist length hair, letting it cascade behind her. She moved her torso so her breasts rested in the open hands of the marble man under her, gingerly pushing her flesh to fill.