When I peeked thought he crack in the door, the sight took my breath away. I gasped, I saw Jon’s dad laying on his bed and he appeared to be totally... nude! Their TV was on the opposite wall, so he was looking away from the bedroom door, watching the porn. I seemed to be to be drawn in by the sight of him. He was a big, burly, hairy man. Heavy set, but muscular, he was an athlete when he was younger. As I watched him, watch his porn, He shifted on the bed and opened his thick, hairy legs. Her eyes were greenish blue, and sometimes with the mix of the two they were grey. Samantha wore a black tank top, and short red shorts. Her legs were covered with stripped red and black socks that reached the middle of her thighs, she wore black flats to match.People loved her, and she knew it. She wasn't a cheerleader like the other girls in her school who made the boy's drool over her, in fact she was the exact opposite. She was into sports, soccer, baseball, hockey you name it she loved it.. No tits to speak of, naturally, but her aureoles were inflamed and her nipples erect, just like Terri's.Speaking of whom, she now began urging her little girl toward climax. "Concentrate on that hard, pulsing meatstick inside you! You're completely under this man's control, aren't you?"Britt opened her mouth to speak, but only gasps and moans would emerge, causing Terri to reassure her:"It's okay, sweetie. I can't speak either when that cock is owning me! Just concentrate on it: Feel the. As I yelped I realized with sudden clarity why she had the enchanted sound barrier. Running a long tongue up my torso and to my neck, she bit down on the side with more teeth than I found comfortable. My groans elicited a deep, lustful growl from within her.“Fight,” she whispered into my ear.“What?” I exclaimed.“I said fight!” she returned, digging a clawed hand into my chest, blood staining her claws.I screamed and tried to push her off of me. It was useless. I continued to struggle and move.