He was already handcuffed and was led down the stairs and taken to the police station where he was processed and taken to an interview room. Outside t...he flats there had been a number of photographers and the flashes of their cameras lit up the area like strobe lighting. It caused Victor to wonder how they knew this would occur. By now he had begun to comprehend what was happening to him. They left him in the room with a constable to guard him for about an hour, bringing him a cup of tea after. I positioned my dick on her pussy pushed it inside and started kissing her. While kissing I kept the pressure on and fucked her hard.She was moaning in my mouth. Her thighs have strongly clung around my waist. I loved this sensation. Her hips were coordinating with my movements. She certainly seemed experienced in this art. I kept ramming her for another 10 minutes before I felt the pressure building inside me.With a loud cry, I came into the condom. I kept ramming her while I was cumming until. He stretched his arm to turn on the light and look at me.I was actually enjoying that, I liked the feeling of his cock getting harder and bigger in my mouth.“Ok, now stop, I have other things to do,” he said, pulling me up and rolling me on the mattress on my stomach. Lorenzo began to nibble the back of my neck, Then he pinned down my wrists, leaving me helpless.I opened my legs wider and pushed up my hips to feel his hard cock between my butt’s cheeks. I was eager and wild.Moving an arm under. I came.“Anahit!” I moaned.My pussy convulsed. I bathed my daughter's face with my passion. My asshole writhed about her finger thrusting into my asshole. My eyes squeezed shut. I bucked against her, smearing across her face as her tongue licked me.The pleasure flowed into my mind. This rushing warmth of incestuous passion. My daughter pleased me. Loved me. It was incredible. I licked my lips as I moaned, my toes curling. I needed to do something to her.“Straddle my face!” I moaned. “Oh, what do.