As Emily reached the stern of the stairs, her oculus glanced toward the top ; there stood Don, her father.
His belt was undone ; a sign that she recognized.
He nodded toward the doorway to her room.
"No,"she protested,"You can't induce me, anymore."

There was no enquiry of the strictness of Don's vocalisation when he said,"I said get up here… now."
Her pleading optic and frown had no result on his emotion. He was pissed off that she had talked back to her mother, and she would meet her punishment.

She hung her head as she climbed the stairs and never looked up at him until they were inside the room and the doorway was closed,"Please, Dad, I'm sorry I talked to Mom like that. I'll apologize to her and do anything she wants ; please don't make me do this, again."
The whole time she was appealing to him, he was undressing. He never spoke a Son as his undershorts dropped to the floor and his nine inch of intemperate cock sprang detached. Laying his methamphetamine on the pectus of drawers, he walked the few whole tone to the bed, where Emily's seventh cranial nerve expressions were still begging him,"No, please, no."
The end of his rotating shaft was almost the exact point of Emily's mouth as he reached for her hair. She knew it was useless to resist any more…
..
He merely nodded his head toward his swollen peter and she responded. Bending slightly, she kissed the empurple read/write head and slipped her lingua from between her young lips. Don's closed oculus and pitch head indicated how good it felt on his forty four yr old cock.
Emily's ministrations progressed to a warm, wet, outdoors sass ; taking in half of the member with each bob of the pretty, blond head.

What the young fair sex didn't know was that her mother was squatting in the hallway, just outside the door, peeking through the keyhole, which Don had enlarged for that particular purpose. Her outer clothing had been left downstairs. With one hand on her large bosom and the other inside her two-piece panties, Linda already had two fingers occupy inside her shaven pussy…. The like thing she had done every prison term Don raped their daughter. Yes, she was as perverted as her husband and, hopefully, Emily would eventually reach the same level.

Don pulled his daughter's vesture away, man by opus. Her bra was the last to go, exposing her beautiful, orange-sized tits with large ping nipples…. Exactly the kind he liked to tweet and twist until she whimpered.
Without indisposition, he shoved her onto her backrest and mounted the bed above her. Hooking his elbow joint under her knee, he pushed them to a spot even with her shoulders. Her vernal pussy was tight as his first drive opened her up. By the third get-up-and-go, she was clenching her teeth as his unharmed shaft was inside her, jamming against her organs.

Her tears never fazed him as he pounded and loosened her, abstruse and harder…. penalty was a ruse… he just wanted to master and have it off the lady friend again ; as he had done many times and would do again.

Linda stood long enough to slay her panty and throw them to the hindquarters of the stairway. With one knee on the floor and the other one raised in nominal head of her, she was now fucking herself with three fingers and rubbing her clit with her thumb. It was difficult for her to decoct on what she was doing as her maiden orgasm was quickly approaching. As her eyes focused on Don and Emily again, she watched him slide down the bed and begin eating the girl's pussy.

Emily didn't shave, like her mother did, but her light, thin bush gave the appearing of being smooth. Despite her quandary, she couldn't supporter but respond to the rattling feeling of her father's tongue and fingers. The man was very skilled at performing cunnilingus and ‘ walking'his fingers on a woman's ‘ G-spot ’.
Emily's emotions betrayed her as she began to cum. She didn't want Don to know that he could please her, but it was useless. Her sexual climax wracked her backbreaking and some juices made their way to Don's mouth, which he absorbed quickly.
Now she was lubricated enough…..

Linda's own body shivered as she masturbated herself into oblivion. She missed watching Don turn Emily over, onto her hands and stifle, and go under his cadaver rod all the way home in one push. She resumed watching after she was capable to get her strength up, enough to kneel on her human knee. By that meter, her husband was pounding their daughter… full throttle.

Over the next XV minutes, or so, Don changed his stance a few times, but made Emily stay in her ‘ bow-wow'stead. Again, her eubstance rallied against her and he made her cum.

Linda was pleased to reach the detail that she now had her entire fist inside her bitch. It was a little terrible, but she would do it again and again until it became slow. Don would be happy with her accomplishment ; one she had been working on for a long time.

As she watched her girl's rape through the key hole, she heard Emily plead,"No.. no, Daddy, no… ugnhhh…"


Linda smiled as Don forced his hard nine into Emily's asshole. The nineteen year-old had only been butt fucked once before and Linda remembered fingering herself to three sexual climax during that feat.
Emily sniffed as a few bout made their way across her cheeks. She knew better than to cry out ; one way or another, the punishment would get worse. Don gave her a intemperately fucking as he played around, pulling all the way out and jamming back in as heavy as possible. He made a stop to slap her ass a few times, causing her to tighten her sphincter on his rod.

After about ten mo of anal retentive, he rolled off his daughter and laid on the bed, cock sticking straight up,"Now stop sucking me off and unsay every drop."

"But you had it in my…"

She felt the backhand shot on her boldness, almost before she even saw it coming,"I said suck me, Goddamn it."
Ever so gently, she took his unworthy dick in her pretty lip. She nearly threw up, not knowing if it was from the shucks, or from the thought of it.
She managed to get Don to his elevation and took his turncock as deep as she could. His load blew down her pharynx and she was pleased that she had done the job without vomiting or losing a drop of his cum.
Without saying another word, Don climbed out of her bed and left Emily curled up in a fetal position. Both of them knew there would be another day…
.
Then it happened…."I kinda hope he doesn't wait too long. ”