I felt his hands on my cheeks parting them before his cock found my hole and started to push in invading me. The soap acted as a lube and I eagerly fe...lt myself being filled by his monster cock. With no inhibitions now I writhed against his body as he thrust deeply into me it was so good and a****listic, a hard, brutal fuck first thing in the morning ignoring the fact that there were people just the other side of the door. We were in another place mentally just us two, he grabbed the back of my. Als Kind lebte Emilia zusammen mit ihrem Vater hoch oben auf einem Berg in einer gemütlichen, kleinen Hütte. Ihre Mutter starb als sie gerade einmal das Laufen gelernt hatte und so störte sie sich nicht wirklich daran, dass nur sie und ihr Vater zusammen dort lebten- sie konnte sich ja nicht mal mehr an ihre Mutter erinnern. Nur die wenigen Fotos die Papa von ihr hatte erinnerten sie daran, dass sie überhaupt eine Mutter hatte. Nach dem Tod ihrer Mutter musste ihr Vater natürlich umso härter. I took forward and slowly started massaging her back and pressing her love handles. she was slowly responding to it and started enjoying it. After 10 mins of massage I started pressing her hips with more pressure she started to moan.By hearing her moan I slowly unzipped my pants and took out my penis and tried to move her petticoat a bit lower while doing massage slowly she was enjoying it. Her ass cheeks were visible and I tried to squeeze her ass cheeks she woke up desperately and kissed on. Kristie sat next to her. She held knees together. Her back was very straight. Her fingers played with the tiny purse in her lap. She wore a dress of silk similar to Angique's. But hers was a very light blue and it seemed closed at the throat. When she moved one would get a look into a deep slit. It exposed part of her cleavage, way down her bra-less tits. The hem of the dress did not begin to cover half of her thighs. It failed to meet the lace top of her white sheer stockings. She wore patent.