I thrust my hips towards him as I feel the burning furnace growing within me once more. I feel him begin to throb inside me and his lips break away fr...om mine. I open my eyes and watch as he strains to hold onto control for just a moment longer. I push myself closer and closer to my edge, trying to find the release that he is holding on for. Finally, I do, and I scream louder than before, feeling waves of pleasure rip through me. He expands within me and throbs violently, sending pooling warmth. She needs to be punished – that is the only way she will learn. Arse, pussy, tits. That is all. Aren’t you?” he bent and whispered softly in her ear so only she could hear. “Nothing but a dirty filthy cunt that needs to be punished hmm.” “She needs to learn this lesson gentlemen. I am sure you will all be very happy to oblige.” Throughout this speech her eyes slowly accustomed themselves to the light and she saw what lay in store for her. She was surrounded by men, all different ages, heights,. She hated doing it, but she found that she could not help herself. What was even worse was that she now continually kept replaying that night in her mind. She would recall the scene of her father screwing Jeannie and of her conversation with him and would find her thoughts becoming discombobulated.In addition, Rhonda now began to feel strange when she was around her father, knowing that he had confessed to having looked at her body in the past. She was curious as to whether or not he still. You shuffled around to the near the edge of your desk and started rubbing your body over your dress in your gloves. Pretty soon the gloves were going up inside your dress and rubbing over your bare breasts, tweaking your nipples and feeling your lovely smooth tummy. You couldn’t help going lower. Gosh, is this kinky? You wondered, sliding your gloved fingers inside your panties. Oh! That feels like somebody else touching me there. The gloves feel like they’re lubricated.. Ah no. You can’t help.