He was furious. He thrust his fingers into my cunt. “Just like your whore sister. You are wet and ready to cum.” Daddy released my hands and I sta...rted rubbing my cunt. This seemed to piss him off. He picked up the hairbrush and another burning hit on my ass had me clenching my fists. He rained blow after blow on my burning ass. My ass felt like it was on fire, and tears dripped down my chin, but I was so fucking horny, I didn't know if I wanted him to stop. Suddenly he stopped. He was sweating. I knew that.Now the damn cell phone rang – I knew who that was. “The hell with him!” I said to myself.“Persistent little shit, isn’t he?” Ted whispered.“Yeah, he is. But he doesn’t even give me the time of day when I’m home.”“You going to answer it?”“Hell no!” I squeezed my tunnel tightly, raised my hips up then down a few times stroking his gnarled tool along the soft walls of my vagina.“Damn! Baby! That’s so good!” He sighed.Again I stroked his tool buried in my vagina, then faster. Breathing. All 9 inches. she let out an intense moan like she had just been stabbed with a samari sword. her pussy was so tight I thought Maybe she was a virgin...I held her body close to mine and grabbed her soft little breasts and began to thrust...and pump...and thrust...and pump... I stuck my rock hard penis as far up inside her as I could. she let out the best moans and groans I think I had ever heard. I watched as she dug her nails into the support beam I had her tied around. my penis became very. Sure, whatever you say.” they continue playing as Emily was racking up points and Tyler was slowly falling behind, but he was trying. He could have free take Emily's movements and he could barely get the ball from her hands. She was far better in basketball than him, but it's not even because of that it's just the fact that he hasn't practice. So no wonder he was playing shitty. Even if he did practice, Emily would still beat him. She played more sports in high school than he did. Sure Tyler.