But at least her master would get the show he was expecting.Trying to gasp for air but none would come Jessica's mouth at first formed perfect "O" sha...pe as she tried desperately to breath, Gene was laughing at her attempt to breath as he watched her dyeing from a chair a few feet away sipping on a drink of vodka and soda. Jessica could see him enjoying her death and could only think, "I’m glad he is enjoying himself" as she watched him raise his glass and smile.Several minutes have passed and. “Fuck your little cock-slut, daddy! Fuck her! Oh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, I’m a fuck-slut! Fuck your nasty fuck-slut! Oh, I’m daddy’s little fuck-slut! Daddy’s nasty fuck-princess! Oh, daddy! Aaaaaaaahhhh!” she cried out and fell limp, quivering upon the bed.The three didn’t speak for a while as they lay together, exhausted. The room was filled with the sounds of deep breathing and the occasional satisfied sigh. Sweat, cum, and the aroma of hot, wet pussy lingered in the air like a thick fog.Greg. She missed the deer, but she glanced off a boulder at the side of the road with her wheel, and she didn’t get more than a couple of hundred yards farther down the road before her tire blew and the car lurched into a side ditch. ‘I knew it,’ Clara moaned. ‘I knew I shouldn’t have tried to come out on Christmas Eve.’ All of the hurt and frustration and despair of this one night of the year boiled up inside her and Clara was crying again. Big, gasping, gobs of crying—almost wailing. But almost as. I thought let see what will happen and face it. I went there and she again started shouting at me and after 30 mins, she got cooled once I explained that I got operated a couple of years back and she cannot get pregnant. I left from there and next day she called me and again requested to meet me on the riverfront. I went there and finally, everything got settled and she planned to meet me again at my house.Next day she came to my house with yellow suits with red leggings.She was looking hot..