The words did not come easy, but just saying them made her cunny tighten. He spanked her again and she cried, "I'm your slut, Daddy!" You want it too,... don't you?" Yes, please fuck me again," she moaned, not believing the words coming out of her mouth. 'What's wrong with me? We have to stop!' she thought, but she couldn't. She'd never been so horny in her life. It was so much worse than before. She was always so strong, so proud, and here she was submitting to her own father.Instead of giving. Work is stressful and after I escape the office, I need to decompress. A quiet session with a book does the trick.Except it doesn’t when Jim – I later learned that was his name – was outside working on his Buick. On those days my head was craned, sucking in every detail of his body as he bent over the hood, wiping it down with a cloth, or doing something in the engine compartment. That sweet ass looked fine, stretching against the fabric of his cargos. I imagined all the stimulating things I. Where to go? I decided to go do a little shopping first. I jumped in my car and drove to the local town centre. I would have a little wander round the charity shops. I have picked up some of my best lingerie bargains in the charity shops. There wasn't anything in the first one but in the second I found a couple of pairs of stockings and a new suspender belt in cream. I would look forward to trying them on later. I moved on to the next shop and was busy studying the offerings in the lingerie. WHAP! WHAP! WHAPPPP!Jet smacked the bare ass cheeks as Wren sucked his dick. “Dat mouf good as fuck!”“I’m glad you like it!”“Hell yeah! Hope you can take dick in dat ass too!”“I can, daddy!”“Get on da bed den!”Wren switched across the room. “Look at dat ass,” Jet approved. “Pretty like a bitch!”“Thank you, sweetie!”“I’ma hafta fuck you like you was a girl!”“Please do, baby!”Jet pushed Wren face down and entered. “Awwwww, bitch!”“Owwwwww, nigga,” winced Wren.“Take dis long dick, fag!”“It’s so.