She grew up to be more beautiful than I, tall and statuesque, with flowing locks of pure blond hair, she was a perfectly formed woman by her sixteenth... birthday, the beauty of her mother, the libido of her unknown father, something a mother sees in her offspring, especially one conceived by a sexual predator.I came home on the eve of her sixteenth birthday, to the sounds of merriment in our living room and shocked to my roots, with my scantily clad daughter sitting on her biological fathers lap,. "That's cruel, Elizabeth. Especially after we had that momentearlier." What? No!" Elizabeth put up her arms defensively. "No, I'm serious!Its you guys who are being all weird about this! I'm starting to thinkthat you're the ones who are fucking with me! How can you not noticethe six-foot slab of muscle that your head is sitting on top of rightnow?" Well, whatever the change is, I think its probably for the best ifyou just... change her back," I said, picking the device up off thetable and. You were in a good mood and so you only charged ten dollars to fuck me. The customers however were not allowed to cum inside me but were instructed to cum in a doggy-dish. After six or seven hours of continuous ass-**** you un-cuff my wrists and allow me to crawl around on my hands and knees before commanding me to lap up all the cum from the doggy-bowl. You film all of this and post it on our porn site. This is how we finance our sick and twisted domination of my body. Sometimes you tie my. A kiss as erotic as the earlier one, now without the rope around my neck. She grinding her body next to mind. It intensifies, her nails start to slide over my back, harder and harder. Looking at her, kissing her back, I hold around her. She pushes me downwards. Her hands on my head, directing it to her pussy. A very wet pussy. She lays down on the coach, me kneeling before her, eating her out. Was felt like an eternity, was probably a bit shorter, unfortunately. But her starting to nibble on my.