I hissed, feeling the thin metal press into my flesh. She smirked crookedly at me, letting the links cascade from her gloved hand until she grasped the loop at the end. She tugged sharply, and I thrusted into her out of reflex. Her eyes fluttered, her smile faltering to part her lush lips, her character nearly breaking. But she recovered quickly, repositioning her squatting stance so that I was buried comfortably shaved inside her tight sinful hole. “When I tell you to do something, you will do it without hesitation, or your will be punished.” Kelsey continued, “And when I punish you, you will thank me for it, or you will be punished more severely.” “Safe-word!” Josie whispered. “Shit, that’s right.” Kelsey mumbled, then looked back at me, “If you think your punishment is too severe, you may broach my mercy with the name… Lynyrd Skynyrd. Now,” she pulled on the chain, slowly ratcheting the tension, “shall we begin?” “Yes, Domina.” She smirked crookedly, and stroked my cheek Hardcore with the back of her hand. “Almost, Pet, but I wasn’t asking for your permission.” She pulled a little harder, and I groaned. She looked down at me, her chin tilted upward, her face swimming with megalomania. “I wanted to hear you beg.” “Please!” She smacked me with the back of her hand. “Please…?” She inquired, soothing my anger with a sudden clench of her anal muscles, her rim sucking around my base, drawing on the aching length of my shaft. She inhaled sharply when she did it, some of her discipline backfiring, but she kept her composure admirably. “Please, Domina.” I gasped. She tugged on the chain, and I cried out. “You’re supposed to thank me for punishing you, Pet!” “Grrr, thank you, Domina! ” I growled, my cock curving backward inside my daughter, her tight insides pliantly filling the spaces within her, squeezing me. “Very good.” She purred, trailing her gloved fingertips down my chest, gentle and threatening. “Josie,” she said without looking, “give me my enticer.” Josie giggled, and produced a chrome utensil that shaped like a ribbed tube with a hooked end. I didn’t have intuit where it would be going. ‘Lynyrd Skynyrd’ was poised on the tip of my tongue, but I stopped myself from sounding it. I couldn’t let Kelsey down. “I bought this just for you, Pet.” Kelsey soliloquized as she prompted Josie to suck it, “I tried it myself, as I was deathly curious, but it wasn’t made for women.” She pulled the enticer from Josie’s lips, and smiled down at me, “It was made for good boys like you. Have you dabbled?” “No, Domina.” “Wonderful,” She beamed, easing herself back, reaching behind us both, “what a fantastic father-daughter moment this will be for us.” Josie slid between my legs, and pried me open with her little thumbs. I gasped when I felt her tongue slide through me, and heard her girlish giggle of delight. Then I felt it, the cold dull point of Kelsey’s instrument pressing against my hot button, the pressure mounting, my floor indenting further and further, then suddenly snapping back. She broke amateur through. I hissed, trying to keep myself relaxed as the cold smooth tool broke through my hot insides, the ribs along its length making me open and close repeatedly, torturing my entrance, pressing in a myriad of pressure points against my channel until it rubbed against… something. “I see I’ve found what I’m looking for.” Kelsey cuty chuckled, pussy watching my expression. girlfriend She nuzzled into my neck and ran her hands up and down my back. Jena found a button recessed into the wall and when she pushed it a hard metal bed slid out from a hidden amateur slot inside the cell. Sven would be more than happy to do it for me. Then I ran across it, and nothing happened. ‘Where have you two been?’ she asks Knowing the timing from the experience of many of these sexual exploits, she reached down while she was expelling her bodily wastes and rubbed her cuty clit and came to a massive orgasm. Whoever gets him off has to share the sperm with the other. It would be great to masturbate in her honor in other days. She did not know how he would react when he found out she was pussy trans. Closing her eyes Hailey winced a bit as she shifted in her seat, her pussy still sore from the savage fucking Sam, their golden retriever, had given her just on 24 hours before. You did make my fucking dream come true.' It sent this hot rush through my body. Her finger tips missed circling it by half an inch. After the first onslaught of grief had subsided, I looked at Irma and said that I needed to go home and take care of some things. He stared at me. Cali didn't stop sucking on my dick as I felt the full force of Mr. Bank's fury. They waited patiently for the screaming finale as the doctor signaled the delivery was near. “Oh my God honey, it worked!” She said, beaming. “Little sis?” Sandra said. I just laid there, completely drained but still horny, as the three thanked Master and left the room. I took her to the emergency room. The chiseled abs that pressed against her face would have felt good, but her mind was to focused on her ass to even feel the hard cock sliding along her neck. After about a half hour, I saw him come out of the room where he was eating the ribs. My virgin flesh quivered in delight as the incestuous girlfriend rush of bliss surged through me. This aching need filled me. My twat wanted to be shaved filled with something huge as my head tossed back and forth. "Mom, dad," Molly started after her brother and her were left alone with their parents "there is something Zach and I wanted to ask you for" Molly said and looked nervously at her brother. The star was actually raised slightly like puckered lips waiting to be kissed. I was met with a gaze of pure shock. If you let it fester under the surface, it only gets worse." Why didn’t Lord Remington mention that before? “You know, I’m still angry at you for stealing it, your dedications make up for it.” “She’s learning” he moans. Devious. With his hand no longer on her ponytail, she took advantage and pulled her head all the way back, sliding his cock out. Sure, I had seen my little brother’s, when he was a baby, and I was changing his diapers. I'll fuck you. It is called the training and discipline cage. When Dakota showed me her ass, Jill laughed and just said, “Oh, that’s just Dakota being Dakota,” trying to stem off a bunch of questions. Brie grimaced. Many of his old friends were there and to his surprise, most of the 'cliques' from Old BHS days had gone by the wayside. It was dark outside, Hardcore but the video was bright thanks to night vision, and I could hear people laughing. He seemed like the quite and studious type but was also cute in a bookish sort of way.