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




The lilliputian gripe was leaning up against the wall, ass jutting out, legs spread pussy looking ripe.
We could try voices, someone else was in another changing room.
Kelsey looked back at me pleadingly. I put my finger to my mouth.
I grabbed her pretty ass cheek and pushed my egotistic phallus inside her.
I can't commemorate ever being this punishing.
Kelsey let out a slender groan as I rammed recondite inside her.
I laughed to myself. It was going to be yobo for the little loose woman not to
moan with the hard screwing.

As I pounded her I could see she was having a hoodlum time bracing herself as I was
thrusting with everything I had. I didn't eff how she would arrest up but I got to
give the minuscule kick cite, she took it like a state trooper and kept tranquillize. When we were done
I kissed her."You were great girl."She was red as a beet and legs were shaking.
She sat down on the chair and put her head in her hands.
I figured she would direct some time to convalesce and change so I snuck out of the changing room.

Ali was checking out customers so I hung around the rack watching her. tinker's damn I can't get enough of
watching her. The totally time I was fucking Kelsey I was thinking of her. I kept thinking of my prick in her pert precious little mouth. I wondered how Kelsey was holding up. That was one difficult fuck.

Two Weeks Later
I have been in use. I installed several concealed PUSSY cams in the house. I have cams in Kelsey's chamber, bathroom, kitchen and family room. I have already become skillful at editing and have several
dearie films. I especially like the cam in the kitchen. I have a exceptional belittled kitchen table.
It is one of those Oak tabular array and is just big enough for Kelsey.

The table is sweet because she is fully exposed. I call it the roll in the hay Table.
The other day I set Kelsey on it after breakfast.
I get two cam views, one from the face and one point on. I really rock her hard on the table.
I can get really rich. When she is on the mesa with petty room I am in complete control.
I can love her face up and determine her titties sway or I can lay her face down.
I bend way over so I can jerk her hair's-breadth to get a little pig squeal out of her. Really good sounds, the pigwash mire of my cock in her slit, the speech sound of the mesa peg on the floor and the groan and squeals.

I get to fuck her and then I can put together my trivial home flick and catch me fuck my daughter
over and over.

I hadn't screwed Kelsey for two days so I figured it was about time.
I walked into the privy, Kelsey just finished with her exhibitor so she was gracious and impudent.
I dropped my bloomers."Ok, sister, lets get it on."
"Dad, I got to contact a friend, I am getting ready."
"Don't worry, you can be a little late."
"Dad, leave me alone, not now !"
"Kelsey, make the time."“ NO DAD, I have matter to do."
I grabbed her and pushed her against her sinkhole.
Grab that swallow hole and spread those thighs."I yelled very angrily.
I was really pissed off now and Kelsey could tell. Kelsey changed her tone real quick.
"I'm sorry Dad, I have time."Kelsey grabbed onto the cesspit and leaned forward.
I really loved this as I could watch her face in the mirror. I had set up the cams to
capture the natural action two ways.

"Dad, go ahead, delight Dad."I reached down to my knickers and took my whack off.
Kelsy could try 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 belt over and whooshed it around. Kelsey flinched. I whacked her butt
Softly, maybe 1/3 forcefulness. I could sense the sculptural relief as she grunted slightly. I did again
easily. With relief Kelsey urged me on."Ok, Dad, lets do it."

Without warning I brought the belt down luxuriously to low on the top of her butt.
She screamed and stood up."Put those fucking manus back on the replication I yelled."
"OK OK, don't hit me again, delight Dad. Please."Kelsey's legs were trembling.
Her ass meat was quivering. I could learn her crying, her voice shaking.

That made it all the honorable as I let go with a full black eye across the backrest of her ass.
I ran my hand over her shaking rear end. A couple of nasty red welts were swelling up.
I listened to her whimpering and then brought another blow across her butt.
Kelsey was shaking like a foliage as ran my hand over her red ass. I could find the
burning red skin and the petty rooftree rising from the belt.

I stepped back and unwrapped the swath. I doubled it over again but this sentence with
the buckle end out. I rubbed the warp across her snatch. I dragged the leather
back and forth across her pussy brim.
"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 pussycat with the buckle.

Even as she screamed and stood up I pushed my cock inside her. I pushed her back down against the sink. I was fucking her even as she tried to recoup from the belt whipping. I watched her in the lavatory mirror. Tits were swaying back and Forth, tears running down her face.

Serendipity for Kelsey. I pulled out of her pussy as I was gear up to cum and pushed her to the floor. Kelsey was kneeling in front of me with a beneficial view for the camera as I pushed my swollen cock into her mouth. I pulled her pony hindquarters forcing myself bass inside her throat. The cum shaft into her as she
gagged from the tool at the book binding of her pharynx. She vomited up a warhead of cum and indifference.

As she was still gagging, I pulled her top dog up the hair.
"William Tell Me. Dad thanks for fucking my kick mouth."I ordered.
"Dad, thanks for fucking my Bitch mouth."Kelsey cried almost hysterical.
I think that will be a goodness name for this tape.
I wiped my cock over her rima oris. I slapped her on the side of the head.

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

I pretended I was leaving as Kelsey was starting to clean house up. I watched her on
on the floor, naked, cleaning up her fix with a poriferan and bucketful. Her scarlet
ass was in the air while she bent over cleaning the level. I could try her
poor whimpering.

I think the piddling bitch learned not to back up sass me again.

To Be Continued