Had I pushed my way into her womb? No, that's not possible. Maybe it's her tight vagina, maybe strong muscles. Who cares? I felt every bit of it as my... cum rose up through my shaft and then out, into my daughter. It felt like several minutes had gone by before she finally relaxed enough to release me from her grip. I knew my daughter was the best fuck any man could ever have. And I was the only man to ever have her.Finally I rolled off of her and we laid together on the bed, just breathing, well. However we were only a few months into our married life, and it was Maya who asked for them to be included in our cum sessions again.I agreed to masturbation/piss sessions but said I can’t allow intercourse with them as that is a huge step to take. “After all, I never got to fuck you while you were married before either. Furthermore, only threesomes.” She thought for a while, and agreed (a little too easily, I should add).Nevertheless, the idea of watching her enjoy other cocks had made me. I want you to fuck me until I can’t remember the bad day I had…until I forget my asshole husband…until I feel so good I can’t help screaming your name. Wait, what is your name?” He smiled at me and came forward again, lifting me off the counter and turning me around. “My name is irrelevant. You’re not interested in me anyway. We’d never go on a real date. You just want to use my body and get whatever it is you’re craving. And I’m ok with that.” “You’re right. That’s all I want. You’re nothing. Cindy, over here please."Jim had Cindy stand at the end of a padded table that came up to just under her pussy. Gently, he turned her and laid her on her back. He secured her with a wide leather strap around her torso. As she lay back, her feet came off the floor. Her legs hung off the end of the table suspended in midair. Her hands were secured with leather cuffs at her sides. Cindy's upper thighs quickly began to cramp from the strain of supporting her hanging legs. To relieve the strain, and.