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Her mother still sat on the ground, watching with mixed feelings, but had trouble to resist touching herself when her pussy started to drip. I continued pounding my daughter and filled her up with my warm, white juice when I came. I didn’t give her the pleasure to cum as well. It was getting late, so I told my slave nr.2 that this was all for today. “Tomorrow will bring a new day. Now go to your room, but leave your clothes on the ground.” “Yes, Sir.” she said and left to go to her room. The next day, I told my wife to wake her daughter up with her tongue. “Then once she wakes up, you tell her what her morning tasks are.” A few minutes later, my daughter crawled into my room, like she was told. I stopped her at the door and asked her if her mother told her what her task was. She told me yes and then I told her to get to her task. She crawled onto the bed got and started to ride me. After a while my daughter asked me: “When are we going to let mom know that I am your slave too?” I told indian her: “We have to see how this works out over time.” After a while, we heard that breakfast was ready. I told her to stop. She got off me she started to get dressed. I told her to go naked. We all sat at the table, ate our breakfast and talked what the plan was for today. It was going on six in the evening as I stirred the pasta sauce one more time, making sure the cheese didn’t stick to the bottom of the pan. Next I lowered the heat on the boiling rotini, making sure to cook it through, as I am no fan of al dente, as so many chefs seem to supply. It wasn’t a fancy meal, but the chicken sex had been fried, and the Italian seasoning wafted up from the serving plate, the pasta sauce simmered on the burner, keeping it from congealing into a brick, and the noodles awaited their coating at a moments notice. Soon the wife would pull into the drive, and slog her way into the house, weary from a long day at the office. It was always my hope a good meal would energize her for the rest of the evening, and give her a reason to always return for what new delicacies I could conjure for her. When the clock moved a few minutes passed the top of the hour, her vehicle rode up the incline, onto the parking pad, and I walked toward the door to greet her she walking in the door. To my surprise, another car was coming in behind her, and I watched as she moved to the back of her car to greet the visitor. She disappeared around the corner of the house, and I hesitated for a moment with wonder of the goings on. I reached for the knob, unlatching the door, and headed toward the side of the house to ensure everything was okay. As I reached the edge of the back wall, and before I could make it around, my wife appeared again, this time with another woman in tow. I looked at her and smiled. “Hello love! How are you?” She smiled back. “I’m alright. Looks like you have a friend?” I asked of her, wishing to know what was going on. Dana would typically give me a heads-up when she would be bringing home company, but today I had no warning of the pending visit. “Ah yes, this is Carol, from work. You remember me mentioning her before.” She filled in the introduction. “I do actually! Nice to meet you Carol. I’m Greg. I jacked my cock as I rode the last dick. Violet couldn’t see what he was doing, but she saw the bright white flashes of him taking pictures of her no-longer-a-virgin asshole. Her twat was on fire, itching unbearably as it ached to be touched and fucked. Are you sure?” Mark left the gangsta to Joe who was indian in complete control and turned to Valentina. I wasn’t sure how much he knew about my willingness to do other things, but he put his hand on my leg and I allowed him to reach up under my skirt and rub my thigh at the edge of my panties. Tears fall down her face and drip onto the parchment as a suspicion grows in her mind. She pushed up against my mouth and then a new flow began, a trickle at first, that grew in strength once it commenced, and as she sex positioned herself in my mouth and gently balanced there, I realized what she was doing. "Ready for more?" he said smiling back at me. This was how it felt! get them wet. Luckily my mother still made me do my school work every day in-between helping her clean out the motel cabins and doing daily maintenance. Clark stripped his pants off and I looked at his erection in full daylight for the first time. Very important.” I replied with a little more force. to my mouth, so I can put that big purple head in my mouth. Mariana did lay on the sofa as told and raised her legs up. This allowed him to save up all of his meager income from working at a video game store to allow him to pay for Kayleigh’s services. He grabbed from the stack of grapes a green apple sized fruit with a prickly peal. A few seconds of experimentation showed that she no longer had the ability to make noise. We didn’t say words. But, just for the record. I just took an extra deep inhale, followed by an exhale a moment later. “Well, little Willy, if you think you can get me ready for Tim, let’s see what you’ve got.” She unbuttoned Willy’s shirt and unhooked her bra. My cock was so hard. Given these clues, it was easy to conclude she drove into a roadside drainage ditch or culvert full of water partially frozen with a thin film of ice covered by snow. My pussy clenched. Aaron groaned in pleasure as he jerked his cock faster. A hard blow, not full force, but enough to sting. Deb screamed as her head stopped only inches from the barn floor, while her ass pointed up for easy accessibility. Both girls fell exhausted on to the bed. “Wonderful,” Nadine said, beaming as my orgasm peaked in me. It curls into a loop on the left side of her belt. "Course you do bitch," Hank insisted and he worked his way around to stand where she could turn her head to suck him off. All the time.