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Prior : Kelsey -"No Dad Stop."
Prior : Kelsey -"Dad that can not happen Again"
Prior : Kelsey -"Paying The Rent"
Prior : Kelsey -"Dad, how could you let that man do THAT to me."
Prior : Kelsey -"Dad - this is like really SICK."
Prior : Kelsey -"This nutcase. We can't do it here."




The little bitch was leaning up against the wall, ass jutting out, wooden leg spread cunt looking ripe.
We could find out voices, person else was in another changing room.
Kelsey looked back at me pleadingly. I put my finger to my mouth.
I grabbed her pretty ass cheeks and pushed my swollen phallus inside her.
I can't think ever being this heavy.
Kelsey let out a slim groan as I rammed deep inside her.
I laughed to myself. It was going to be problematic for the little slut not to
groan with the laborious screwing.

As I pounded her I could see she was having a tough time bracing herself as I was
thrusting with everything I had. I didn't live how she would carry up but I got to
give the trivial cunt course credit, she took it like a trooper and kept quiet. When we were done
I kissed her."You were large girl."She was red as a beet and legs were shaking.
She sat down on the professorship and put her head in her hands.
I figured she would take some fourth dimension to recover and shift so I snuck out of the changing room.

Ali was checking out customer so I hung around the racks watching her. Damn I can't get sufficiency of
watching her. The whole clip I was fucking Kelsey I was thinking of her. I kept thinking of my cock in her pert cunning little sassing. I wondered how Kelsey was holding up. That was one hard fuck.

Two Weeks Later
I have been interfering. I installed several obliterate PUSSY cams in the house. I have cams in Kelsey's bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and family elbow room. I have already become adept at editing and take in various
best-loved pic. I especially like the cam in the kitchen. I have a peculiar modest kitchen table.
It is one of those Oak board and is just big enough for Kelsey.

The mesa is sweet because she is fully exposed. I call it the Fuck Table.
The other day I set Kelsey on it after breakfast.
I get two cam panorama, one from the side and one head on. I really rock her hard on the table.
I can get really late. When she is on the table with footling room I am in complete control.
I can screw her grimace up and check her tit sway or I can lay her face down.
I bend way over so I can yank her hair to get a little pig squeal out of her. Really good sounds, the slop pigwash of my cock in her cunt, the sound of the table legs on the storey and the groans and squeals.

I get to lie with her and then I can put together my little home base movie and determine me fuck my girl
over and over.

I hadn't screwed Kelsey for two sidereal day so I figured it was about time.
I walked into the toilet, Kelsey just finished with her shower so she was overnice and fresh.
I dropped my pants."Ok, sister, lets get it on."
"Dad, I got to meet a champion, I am getting ready."
"Don't trouble, you can be a little late."
"Dad, leave me alone, not now !"
"Kelsey, make the time."“ NO DAD, I have things to do."
I grabbed her and pushed her against her sink.
Grab that sump and spread those thighs."I yelled very angrily.
I was really pissed off now and Kelsey could tell. Kelsey changed her tone rattling quick.
"I'm sorry Dad, I have time."Kelsey grabbed onto the swallow hole and leaned forward.
I really loved this as I could watch her face in the mirror. I had set up the cams to
gaining control the action two ways.

"Dad, go ahead, delight Dad."I reached down to my bloomers and took my belt ammunition off.
Kelsy could hear the belt as I took it off my pants.

"Dad, Please, NOT the Belt."

"Dad, don't, I'll be good, I promise."
I double the smash over and whooshed it around. Kelsey flinched. I whacked her arse
Softly, maybe 1/3 military group. I could sense the relief as she grunted slightly. I did again
easily. With alleviation Kelsey urged me on."Ok, Dad, lets do it."

Without warning I brought the belt down high gear to low on the top of her butt.
She screamed and stood up."Put those fucking hands back on the counter I yelled."
"OK OK, don't hit me again, please Dad. Please."Kelsey's legs were trembling.
Her ass center was quivering. I could hear her crying, her interpreter shaking.

That made it all the better as I let go with a fully shock across the back of her ass.
I ran my hand over her shaking rear end. A couple of foul red welt were swelling up.
I listened to her whimpering and then brought another C across her butt.
Kelsey was shaking like a leaf as ran my hand over her red ass. I could feel the
burning red skin and the slight ridge rising from the belt.

I stepped back and unwrapped the belted ammunition. I doubled it over again but this metre with
the heave end out. I rubbed the warp across her twat. I dragged the leather
back and away across her cunt lips.
"NO Dad, not that, no no."

That was music to my ears.
I slammed the belt down on her as hard as I could taking aim at
her pussy with the buckle.

Even as she screamed and stood up I pushed my dick inside her. I pushed her back down against the sinkhole. I was fucking her even as she tried to recover from the belt slaughter. I watched her in the privy mirror. Tits were swaying back and forth, tears running down her face.

Serendipity for Kelsey. I pulled out of her twat as I was ready to cum and pushed her to the story. Kelsey was kneeling in front of me with a good view for the camera as I pushed my swollen putz into her mouth. I pulled her pony tail forcing myself deep inside her throat. The cum shot into her as she
gagged from the pecker at the back of her throat. She vomited up a freight of cum and phlegm.

As she was still gagging, I pulled her head up the hair.
"Tell Me. Dad thanks for fucking my Bitch mouth."I ordered.
"Dad, thanks for fucking my cunt mouth."Kelsey cried almost hysterical.
I think that will be a safe name for this tape.
I wiped my tool over her mouthpiece. I slapped her on the English of the head.

"I hope you learned a lesson today."
"Yes, Dad, I am sorry."
"Clean up that fucking mickle. I don't want to see a trace when I come back."

I pretended I was leaving as Kelsey was starting to pick up. I watched her on
on the floor, naked, cleaning up her mess with a sponger and bucket. Her carmine
ass was in the air while she bent over cleaning the floor. I could hear her
pathetic whimpering.

I think the trivial squawk learned not to game Special Air Service me again.

To Be Continued