“You should shave your balls too, daddy,” she suggested. “So I don’t get hair between my teeth.” She licked behind his balls, sucked them ag...ain, worked her way back up his shaft, sucking and licking all the while.“Oh, Tiffany,” her father groaned, as her tight lips engulfed his cock once again.“Suck it, Tiffany,” her mother encouraged, “suck your daddy’s cock, you little slut!” Holly recalled all of the times she had sucked her own father’s cock. It was thrilling for her to be able to watch her. The hour passed quickly. I won't say I got it, but I began to see someglimmer of the meaning behind the confusion of shapes and colors. Paulmade a gracious goodbye and left us in Natasha's room. A visitor wanderedin and began a circuit of the walls. The museum must be open to thepublic now."Did you see anything you liked?" she asked."The Basquiat. I could really see the anger and the pride. It was veryautobiographical. Not as abstract, though." I like that one, too. More importantly, did you. Marigold gasped, her mouth opening involuntarily, lips parted slightly. Maya's chuckled was right in her ear. Her eyes flew open.In her ear, Maya purred, "Keep your eyes closed until I tell you to open them."Marigold closed her eyes again. She felt Maya's finger pressed against her lips, urging them to part again. When they did, her tongue darted out, licking Maya's fingertip.Maya laughed, but didn't pull her finger away, "My god, Thule. What did you do to this girl?" I told you what I did to. Screaming was immediate. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT HURTS! AH! TAKE IT OUT!!!!! AHHH!!! EEEEEEE!!!” Amelia’s fingers spread outwards in star shapes inside her attackers grip as the immense pain sent her whole frame into a convulsion. Her entire body was paralyzed from pain, save her throat as she screamed with every push or pull her assailant made. Her, body paled and her face was flushed red, each agonizing push from the invading penis forcing beads of sweat from her head. Anal.