Mary examined her mess of a daughter and let out a sigh, knowing perfectly well what she was going through. Repeated brutal interactions had let her t...o become less and less sensitive. Andrea was currently presenting clear signs of withdrawal syndrome: she was sweating profusely, her face blushed, her hands constantly touching between her legs.She could not bear to see her proud daughter in that pitiful state. The weight of the legacy meant that despite feeling guilty, she had to move on and. Her hand guided my cock and I pushed into her. She groaned as I slowly buried my cock and settled on her, “ooohhhh!”I kissed her and began to press and her pussy started to squeeze. I kept grinding and loved the feel of her pussy massaging my cock. She smiled and humped and pushed my hips back. I pulled back and she pulled and I buried my cock. She sighed and her pussy squeezed, “nice and deep.”She lifted her hips when I pulled back and pushed into her again. A minute and I was fucking her. She. Why the fuck are you so damn wet?" he shouted tauntingly at her. "I think it's cause you want my big black dick in your tight little white cunt, isn't it? You privileged, prissy, blue ballin bitch!" He tore away the leg holes of her now shredded underwear and stood behind her, pushing his jeans to the floor. The head of his sturdy meat touched the insides of her untouched pussy and Leah shrieked fearfully."No! God no! Please! You'll rip me in two!" God? You have got to be trippin, girl. Name's. Jean's face fell as she saw a huge commission go out the door. "What about all the stuff you ordered?" Please, God, let him buy some of that stuff, she prayed to herself."Oh you just fill that order too. Who knows, just maybe she'll wear some of that stuff on special days. You never know." He gave her a self-satisfied smirk.Zelda kept quiet and simmered inside. She doubted Jack would force the issue, but the whole thing made her angry. She did not care to be teased about her appearance. Her now.