Fucked while cleaning the toilet part 1

She just went right on crying. “Why…” she sobbed. “Why are you doing this to me?” Once her hands were tied, I tugged the shorts off of her, revealing a sweat-soaked ass as round as a fucking big apple. Pale flesh flushed rouge. “Oh god,” I moaned. I couldn’t help it. My juicy face fell into her flesh and she screamed. I licked and bit my daughter’s ass-cheeks like a toilet wild man, as if committing this act is the only thought I’d had for years. And, in many ways, it was. She thrashed and screamed. I tasted the salt cuty of her sweat. I pressed the knife’s flat edge against her. “Stop moving,” I grunted. “GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!” This time, it was my amateur turn to yell. I flipped the knife around and cut a small scratch into her. Just enough for her to yelp in pain, draw a little blood. “SHUT THE FUCK UP!” I howled. I drove the knife into the carpet inches from her face. Her face went blank for a moment, stunned tits into stillness. I used this moment to flip her onto her back, presenting me with a full view of her tits. My God, they were better than I could have imagined. Her nipples were wide as silver dollars, stiff and reddened from chafing against the carpet. I spat and slobbered and groped, glad for two free hands to lift my daughter’s breasts to my mouth. I bit and licked and sucked. She whimpered and begged me to stop, which only made me bite harder. There were several high juicy definition motion detecting cameras directed at Kayleigh in her room. I feel the body weight of someone lean on top of me. Their breath against the back of my neck. “What do they say?” When she had to go back, she insisted amateur I clone my dick with this kit that made big an exact rubber copy of my own penis. Dan stepped toilet back then leant over to my head and whispered, Now he was ready to take that tight, young, ass of hers. But your mind goes blank with another hard slap John, the guy I liked from Diane’s crew had his arms around Diane and Paula. I joined my loving member with hers, and we entwined in a heated, tits wet embrace. I grew up knowing the truth, Mommy telling me that when I was eighteen Daddy would make me into a woman. Becca had been spoiled since she got cuty here but who wouldn’t give that sexy doll her heart’s desire? And then my builder bravado kicked in and I suggested a game of doubles. The day when by in a daze.