She squirmed atop me, each shift causing our connected slits to rub and stimulate, coercing the nectar from our flushing buds to mingle in a stickily. She was aroused and ready despite herself, and the escalating screams she delivered in her panic only readied her father more. There was a moment where I remembered who she was, and who I was. I remembered that these skins we wore were just indulgences we took in lesser pleasures, and that the people we were outside of them would regret this forever. For I know that a person is more than their darkness, but Corruption knows not. Petra wanted Joy to be pure and wonderful, but Corruption wanted to see that indian purity tainted and ravaged. The moment passed, and I angled my daughter’s pelvis upward, relishing the sweet song of her fear. Vita shared a megalomaniac look with me, then buried himself to the hilt.� Joy’s scream sputtered to a breathless gasp. Her golden eyes bulged, her mouth gaped, and her body wrenched atop me. So great was Vita’s girth, that I could feel his bulge through the pressing flat of my daughter’s pelvis. It ran through her, then stopped with a smack of crotch upon cheeks. Then, Joy found her voice. It screeched from her, terrible and pained, and her virgin blood dripped from her and onto my moistened petals. I embraced her once more as mother, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as her father pulled back, then pushed in again, and again, and again. Each thrust was forceful enough to lurch Joy atop me, rubbing our clits together. Each thrust was forceful enough to send a ripple down the succulent flesh of her golden backside, which now reddened with the stings of impact.� “Shh, baby, shhh.” realamateur I soothed her, stroking her with tender fingers, “It will feel so good, I promise you. Just take him in, baby-girl.” “Stop!” she screamed, writhing to escape the pain her father forced into her. With the sole of my foot, I guided Vita to cease, then to pull from his daughter. Relief washed over her face, obvious and pathetic, breathy exhalations singing from her lips. I grabbed the back of her head, and pulled it upright until her bulging eyes met my teasing stare.� � “If you will not have him, then I will take him from you.” I whispered on her lips, “He belongs to me, after all, not you.” My chin tilted in as Vita entered me, stretching me painfully, forcing my depths open with every inch he pushed inside, “Your Fingering father was so gracious to offer his gift to you, and you were so rude to deny it. But no matter,” my words were moans, “I will keep him all to myself.”� If there was a moment that made me fully embrace Corruption, it was the site of my daughter’s face after I’d tickled her greed. For my thrills were begot by the self-ruination of others, and Joy ruined herself amateur in that moment. At first, she dawned an expression of bewilderment. Then, there was a look of annoyance, then anger, then pure,� envy. She reached between us, grabbed her father’s cock, tore it painfully from my depths, then pierced her own. She had more lines around her face, but was still quite attractive. “Good girl. "I was thinking about tomorrow. But I’m still not happy that Ryan wants me to get into those situations even though the sex with Ryan afterwards is amazing. Something, that I can just lock the indian door and be out of town a couple of weeks without worrying about lawn care or repairs or someone breaking into my place because they know I’m out of town.” Roger countered. “There you go, honey,” Hazel said. Only his index finger would fit. Amit could not decide realamateur whether to go slow with her or pound her hard. The girls' reactions were as expected; Sonja was overjoyed, Momo was unwilling but compliant, and Fingering Chloe was too nervous and obedient to have an opinion one way or the other. In fact don’t come all, I have to leave and not be around anyone anymore.” I would be easily controlled and manipulated to serve the needs of my husband.” "I said you would be my pain-slut, little bitch, and you WILL. After we were down the road a ways, she reached for my hand and pulled it up to her crotch. I’ll take the couch, or a chair in here.” She was really into it. amateur I knew then that I would do it.