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 cried out with the pain of it, but she held eye contact with me the whole time, glaring contemptuously as she defiled herself. “Mine!” She snarled, face contorted in challenge. Then, like a greedy child who realized she’s taken more into her mouth than her cum in her mouth throat can swallow, Joy’s expression slackened in horror. “That’s it, you gluttonous slut.” I said breathily when she began to whine in agony. I grabbed her hips, and guided them backward, watching the conflict of pleading mercy and interracial voracious hunger battle within her. “You’re not satisfied with just a little.” I whispered, my tongue finding her lips, “You need to have every…” she gritted her teeth, “…last…” her head flew back, “…inch.” I finished, and Joy willingly took the last of her father deep into her tightness. She gasped, unable to handle what she’d taken, but unwilling to surrender a morsel of it. She stayed still, her body tortuously adapting. Finally, her heavy breaths eased, and her face relaxed. It fell into a thoughtful expression for a moment, then it slowly widened to a wonderous smile. “It’s so good!” She said with a gasp, her eyes twinkling above mine. Her body lost its rigidity to a languid arch, and she tilted her head to growl, “Oh, it’s absolutely decadent! ” And with that, she rolled her hips, black lifting one cheek, then the other, stirring her taught lips about her father’s invasion, but not letting an inch of him free. For Greed was never one to willingly relinquish what she’d taken, so her father had to force the issue. He held her wrists together at the small of her back, and ravaged her like a bull. She lurched atop me, crying out with each entrance, and whining needfully with each exit, trying to entice her father with the back-arching elevation of her pelvis, presenting her fertile assets. “Oh, please Daddy!” She cried, affecting the voice of a child, “Give me more. Give me MORE!” The affectation had the desired effect, and the weakness she portrayed goaded her father’s power-lust. He wrapped his hands around her throat, wrenched her upright, and choked her as he blowjob heaved with a fervency. Joy’s golden breasts turned to rippling domes, her lustrous hair flailed, and her belly clenched and convulsed, the flat of her pelvis bulging with each violent invasion of her father. She squealed her strangled delight, her head turning to gaze rapturously at her defiler, her chin resting upon her retracted shoulder, her arms flexing behind her back. The angle of her penetration allowed for Vitanimus’s shaft to pass through my slit, and I moaned in congruence with my daughter’s screams, watching her debase herself, and succumb. The nectar she oozed from her swollen petals was golden and viscous, and tasted of sweet honey when I brought it to my lips. Oh, I would taste it from the source. “Vitanimus.” I spoke with a drawl that I hadn’t before. Vitanimus looked at me from over our daughter’s shoulders, his red eyes wild. I guided him to stop his thrusts, ran my fingers along his half-buried shaft, and through the pummeled folds of Joy. She was staring at me with questioning, annoyed eyes, her lips parted to breathe decadent moans, her cheeks flushed with her pleasure and strangulation. “You cannot conquer her more from this expedition.” I said, withdrawing Vitanimus from her depths, “There gangbang are other campaigns to pursue.” “Fuck you, you old bitch!” Joy snapped, “He doesn’t want you anymore! He belongs to doggystyle me now!” I copied my answers on her homework. Jill jumped when It started, looking to Jennifer and I. She can't keep you as a prisoner, that's not black who we are, and she's not going to execute you. I shivered, my futa-cock throbbing beneath my skirt. "Mmff!" she gasped in surprise. “Actually that might not be such good idea, I was there last year and had to leave after a duel with the daughter of Lady Semperet. “Oh really?” and he turned around and punched me in the gut hard enough to bend me over in pain. "Yesh!... "Husband to be. This was a perfect blowjob opportunity for us to have sex and not be pressured to rush. "You like what I am doing, girl? This was incredible. I want to taste you. As I walked out of the door 2 women were walking along the corridor. Well, if you want to make a girl, especially one who busts her ass on her feet all day, gangbang happy, and make her cum with gratitude. I licked my lips and then pressed my face into my daughter's pussy lips. I never felt anything like that around anyone, even since.” He saw her mom in the kitchen, wearing doggystyle an apron in front of her dress as she cleaned the dishes. The next two days were relatively uneventful, although we did enjoy the movies I had made and we fucked interracial a lot. "You might say he hates the General more than we do." Beth proceeded to clean her legs and followed directions. I can just as easilly see my wife's snatch being spread open wide with the strap-on the new girl is wearing. I completely cum in her mouth forgot because of…” Her eyes lingered on him and flicked down to his covered cock, “recent events.” I fetched more seawater and continued bathing his sores. I suppose it helped her somehow. Jill’s pussy tasted so good, I couldn’t get enough of her sweet juice, I sucked and licked, trying to get all she had. “Go a little deeper, Kris,” Frank said, gasping at the powerful sensation of her wet tongue sliding over the head of his cock.