Another had a prominent bruise around her left eye where Daphne punched her when she hesitated as Gidding slid his penis inside her arse. Ellis rolled... around the bed and luxuriated in the warmth of the women's bodies. He embedded his nose in the vagina of the woman who'd seemed most genuinely innocent and had complained most bitterly during the brutal lovemaking of the night before. The aroma of sexual secretion was still prominent as too was a trickle of blood from her much abused anus.Daphne. I watched as Sid almost went off, but to my surprise, he took a deep breath and spoke like he was talking to a child in a classroom.Sid: Glen, if we weren't friends I would tell you to go to hell for that remark. It's your job and reputation on the line, not mine. You were the one who volunteered to keep him and his family safe. Glen, Jon Morgan is an Interpol agent as well as a Marshal. He also is an assistant director for Interpol. Glen, he spent seven years plus in the French Foreign Legion. “Too early!” Sam, my youngest daughter, cried out. She snuggled up against my side.“Mmm,” I groaned, my eyes opening.“Don't go back to sleep,” my wife said. She was on the other side of me, getting up. She hit the alarm clock and then turned on the lamp.“Mom!” groaned Sam, burying her face into my side.I shifted, sitting up. Becky, my eldest daughter, sat up on the other side of Sam. Becky's large breasts swayed back and forth. They had such a lush jiggle to them. Something beautiful. She. She pushed back towards him urging him on to penetration. Her fingers were rubbing at her clit and with a slow and steady thrust, Marcus buried his cock to the hilt.“Oh fuck,” she screamed as his cock slammed into her, “This is fucking perfect, fuck me, fuck meeee.” With her hand rubbing her clit and his cock slamming into her cervix she erupted in orgasmic delight. Even more fluid poured down around his cock and Marcus could feel her contractions squeezing around his hard rod.“Cum in me,” she.