As Emily reached the keister of the stair, her eyes 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 hit me, anymore."

There was no doubt of the sternness of Don's voice when he said,"I said get up here… now."
Her pleading center and frown had no effect on his emotion. He was pissed off that she had talked back to her mother, and she would receive 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 door 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 word as his undershorts dropped to the floor and his nine inches of hard tool sprang free. Laying his trash on the thorax of bloomers, he walked the few steps to the bed, where Emily's facial nerve formulation were still begging him,"No, please, no."
The end of his gibe was almost the take level of Emily's mouth as he reached for her hair. She knew it was useless to protest any more…
..
He merely nodded his head toward his swollen dick and she responded. Bending slightly, she kissed the imperial head and slipped her knife from between her Pres Young lips. Don's closed eyes and tilt head indicated how good it felt on his forty four year old cock.
Emily's ministrations progressed to a warm, wet, undecided mouth ; taking in half of the member with each bob of the pretty, light-haired head.

What the young woman 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 paw on her large tits and the other inside her bikini panties, Linda already had two fingerbreadth busy inside her shaved pussy…. The Saami thing she had done every time 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 wear away, piece by firearm. Her bra was the final to go, exposing her beautiful, orange-sized tits with magnanimous garden pink nipples…. Exactly the kind he liked to pinch and pervert until she whimpered.
Without waver, he shoved her onto her dorsum and mounted the bed above her. Hooking his elbows under her knees, he pushed them to a position even with her shoulder. Her offspring puss was tight as his 1st push opened her up. By the third push, she was clenching her teeth as his whole ray of light was inside her, jamming against her organs.

Her bout never fazed him as he pounded and loosened her, deeper and harder…. Punishment was a ruse… he just wanted to overshadow and have it off the girl again ; as he had done many metre and would do again.

Linda stood long enough to dispatch her panties and throw them to the tail of the staircase. With one articulatio genus on the floor and the other one raised in forepart of her, she was now fucking herself with three fingers and rubbing her clit with her ovolo. It was tough for her to reduce on what she was doing as her first orgasm was quickly approaching. As her eyes focused on Don and Emily again, she watched him slide down the bed and begin eating the little girl's pussy.

Emily didn't shave, like her mother did, but her light, sparse bush gave the appearance of being smooth. Despite her predicament, she couldn't assist but respond to the wonderful tone of her father's clapper and fingers. The man was very skilled at performing cunnilinctus and ‘ walking'his digit on a fair sex's ‘ G-spot ’.
Emily's emotions betrayed her as she began to cum. She didn't want Don to know that he could delight her, but it was useless. Her orgasm wracked her laborious and some juices made their way to Don's oral fissure, 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 sink his remains rod all the way home in one push. She resumed watching after she was able to get her military posture up, enough to kneel on her knees. By that meter, her hubby was pounding their daughter… fully throttle.

Over the next fifteen instant, or so, Don changed his posture a few clock time, but made Emily outride in her ‘ doggie'position. Again, her body rallied against her and he made her cum.

Linda was pleased to reach the point that she now had her entire clenched fist inside her cunt. It was a little painful, but she would do it again and again until it became easy. Don would be happy with her acquirement ; one she had been working on for a prospicient time.

As she watched her daughter's rape through the key gob, she heard Emily plead,"No.. no, dada, no… ugnhhh…"


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

After about ten minutes of anal, he rolled off his daughter and laid on the bed, cock sticking straight up,"Now close sucking me off and swallow every drop."

"But you had it in my…"

She felt the backhand shot on her cheek, almost before she even saw it coming,"I said suction me, Goddamn it."
Ever so gently, she took his unworthy peter in her pretty mouth. She nearly threw up, not knowing if it was from the shit, or from the thought of it.
She managed to get Don to his peak and took his cock as deep as she could. His incumbrance blew down her throat and she was pleased that she had done the job without vomiting or losing a bead of his cum.
Without saying another word, Don climbed out of her bed and left Emily curled up in a fetal emplacement. Both of them sleep with there would be another day…
.
Then it happened…."I kinda hope he doesn't waiting too long. ”