Not failing to perceive this, my father appeared to relish the realization that he had “fucked his princess ‘til she came”, and with increased alacrity his piece was having even more of my ass than before. Swiftly but forcefully my innards were then filled up with his manjuice. I awoke the next day with a splitting headache and an equally aching and sore posterior. The sun was high on the sky. My throat was parched and my bladder full to the point of feeling like it was going to burst. Blessedly, Dad had some aspirin brought along which alleviated my discomfort - at least a little bit. My memories were a bit hazy from what had happening during the night. Oh, I knew that I had had sex – but the details seemed foggy. pussy I could also remember being awoken japan during the night and early hours of the morning, from someone being on top of me; being inside of me. Flashes and vague memories came crawling back of how I had been intimate with all the men there. Had that really japanese happened? My hurting body told me that it had. Eating a late brunch, during which my head felt momentarily better, the atmosphere was strange. No longer doubting that they had seen me naked, and vice versa, and that they had all been with me, I could not help but to feel nervous, self-conscious and awkward. It felt like what had happened, had happened to someone else. Reginald didn’t exactly make it better by incessantly asking if I was “okay?”. I was still so very tired, and just slept outside on a blanket, face shaded by a baseball cap, until everything had been packed up and we were ready to journey home. During the walk back, I was dragging my feet all way it seemed like. Lee wanted to “have some fun” along the footpath before we reached the hiking trail - which would take us back to the parked car - but Dad insisted that I’d be allowed to recuperate. This did not, however, stop Daddy from encouraging me to please him with my mouth as we came home and showered properly for the first time in a week - this time together, as would asian become customary for us thereafter. When that first, more than a little awkward, evening at home came to an end, Dad wanted me to spend the night in his bedroom. Somewhat apprehensive, as my posterior was still very, very tender, I submitted to his will. I did not say anything as he undressed me completely, and then himself, his phallus swaying up and down with his movements as he moved around the bed. Atop the cupboard in his room, there was a framed picture of Mom. “D-dad, should… should we really?”, I asked in a low voice. “This isn’t… right? Is it?”. Following my gaze, he saw what I had been looking at, and went over to fold Mom’s smiling face downwards. Back in the bed, on his knees beside my naked, thin frame, he said “We decide ourselves chinese what we wanna do. Now… I want you. Taking off his glove, he spit on her little asshole and started rubbing his thick thumb around it. “I need more satisfaction. No frown, though. She kept squeezing. He was wearing a t-shirt with jogging pants. She was so confused! “Did we just watch a real-life superhero?” Jason asks. japanese He also brought his new rifles with him to ward off the chinese bandits that occasionally accosted travelers on the road and even sometimes killed them. “Umm Mom, that means right now.” I motioned for her to go back to the bed and start undressing. Then new members are proposed by the asian current members of japan the club. Did that really happen? He loved feeling her mouth on his member, and each time she ran her tongue down the length of his top pussy cock, he felt her neck and throat slide along his bottom cock, and his ecstasy grew. I obliged and sat in the busy waiting room. When I had finished, my pants were drenched to the point that there was almost no dry spot other than the top part of the ass. Chapter 5 “I tried and tried to talk her out of it, but you can see how successful I was. Hey, I know a McDonalds where we can have a bit of fun, the tables are split on 2 levels and I’ve flashed my pussy there a couple of times before. "Lets talk about your bridge partner Tina, tell me about her." I didn’t expect to see a cart outside of my room, I always thought the working staff only worked till around the afternoon or so. “Fat girls are the best, and remember,” his voice cold “tip off anybody that I am coming back or we did this and your daughter is as good as gone.” “Shonda Baby, come to your Mama.” She cuddles me. A shockwave pulsed across the glassed plateau, and when the dust cleared, I was greeted with the sight of a little nymph shakenly getting to her feet.