Her face was a few inches from my father. She whispered dirty things to him, asked him if he was jealous of the size of his son's cock and the fucking... I was giving her. Watching her ass was not like watching Mom's ass. A good solid smack elicited only the slightest rippling, her skin was so tight and her figure so lean. But damned if it wasn't a glorious sight to behold in its own way. I didn't need to be into the athletic type to appreciate what a wonder it was. So round and firm. And the. "Ordering me, Brother, dear? I'm not your wife. Not anybody's wife anymore--that's why I dumped Hal; so I'm sure as hell not about to take orders from you or any other man. Guess what, Mr. Macho. You just made up my mind for me... I'm going!"Linda drove with Marty in her own car to the lodge. On the way, she noticed her teenage son was obviously upset about something and asked him what it was."Aw, Mom, you wouldn't understand," he mumbled."If it's because I'm tagging along," Linda said, "then. I struggled to get on top of the bed and felt his hands wrap around me. You arent thinking of escaping, are you? He held my breasts in his hands and fucked me angrily, his balls slapped my clit again and again until I was writhing. My body betrayed me. His thumb played with my asshole which was clenching emptily around its tip. I sobbed quietly to myself as I came. He slapped me across the face, held onto the sides of my head and yelled at me. Open your mouth for daddy!, he growled hastily. I. Early on the morning of the third day, the ship docked in the port, and after two, miserable days of constant motion, Lily, with her one bad in her hand, bounded off the ship. Ecstatic about being off the huge, nauseating device, she stood on the wooden dock, as the mass of people spilled from the ship and went about their way. Fresh air, perfumed with the scent of tropical flowers, filled her lungs, and it was already hot, despite it being early in the morning. She looked to her left; blue.