She does her work quietly, always polite and helpful. She holds elevator doors and never takes the last cookie on the tray. She is the kind of girl yo...u can imagine in church, kneeling with bowed head, her dark hair lustrous in the dim light. Her gaze, were it to be lifted, is blue fire and unnervingly direct, but for the moment the fringe of her thick dark lashes looks modest enough. Her mouth is small and firm, and if her lips seem on the verge of parting, that is surely your imagination at. “Daddy… Daddy… I’m going to… cum oh my fucking God.”Her body convulsed as her orgasm swept through her. I felt the contractions on my cock as she came hard. I carefully carried Ashley around the end of the bed, and then sat down on the edge with my cock still in her. I moved her onto her back so I could fuck my baby, Daddy-style.I know her clit was sensitive from her climax moments ago, and that direct contact can even be somewhat painful at this stage… but I dismissed that and plowed into her. We both dropped our clothes and again I saw that magnificent dick…I felt my pussy was on fire and very, very wet. Then I felt to my knees in front of him and took his huge dick in my mouth. It slid through my red lips and he groaned as I sucked him.I made him explode soon inside of my throat and I swallowed that entire thick load. Then Peter lifted me up easily and gently laid me on my marital bed. I spread my long legs for him and he slid his hard masculine body over mine. He made me spread. In this position, I was getting that dick doggy style but his dick was sliding downwards, packing deep and touching every nerve end.We got into a good rhythm. His strokes were constant and all I could do was take it. “Oh fuck! Oh hell yeah!” I yelled out loud. I looked down at my erect dick. I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed getting dug out. The way he was fucking me was making me feel delirious. His dick kept hitting my p-spot and I could feel my own dick leaking, incensed with pleasure. If he.