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

There was no question of the sternness of Don's voice when he said,"I said get up here… now."
Her pleading eyes 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 penalty.

She hung her promontory 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 base and his nine column inch of surd cock sprang free. Laying his glasses on the chest of knickers, he walked the few steps to the bed, where Emily's facial aspect were still begging him,"No, delight, no."
The end of his shaft was almost the exact level 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 dick and she responded. Bending slightly, she kissed the over-embellished foreland and slipped her tongue from between her Young brim. Don's closed centre and tilted principal indicated how good it felt on his forty four yr old cock.
Emily's ministrations progressed to a warm, wet, open sassing ; taking in one-half of the fellow member with each bob of the pretty, blonde promontory.

What the Whitney Moore Young Jr. 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 specific purpose. Her outer clothing had been left downstairs. With one hand on her tumid tits and the other inside her bikini pantie, Linda already had two fingerbreadth engaged inside her shave pussy…. The same affair she had done every time Don raped their daughter. Yes, she was as debase as her husband and, hopefully, Emily would eventually attain the Saame level.

Don pulled his daughter's habiliment away, piece by piece. Her bra was the final to go, exposing her beautiful, orange-sized nipple with large pink nipples…. Exactly the kind he liked to pinch and bend until she whimpered.
Without falter, he shoved her onto her dorsum and mounted the bed above her. Hooking his cubital joint under her knees, he pushed them to a side even with her shoulders. Her young pussy was tight as his offset thrust opened her up. By the thirdly push, she was clenching her dentition as his whole shaft was inside her, jamming against her organs.

Her bust never fazed him as he pounded and loosened her, deeper and harder…. Punishment was a ruse… he just wanted to overtop and screw the girl again ; as he had done many times and would do again.

Linda stood long enough to remove her panties and throw them to the bottom of the stairway. With one knee on the floor and the other one raised in front line of her, she was now fucking herself with three fingerbreadth and rubbing her clit with her thumb. It was knockout for her to concentrate on what she was doing as her first of all coming was quickly approaching. As her center focused on Don and Emily again, she watched him slide down the bed and set out eating the female child's pussy.

Emily didn't shaving, like her mother did, but her luminosity, thinly bush gave the appearance of being smooth. Despite her predicament, she couldn't help but respond to the marvellous impression of her don's tongue and finger. The man was very skilled at performing cunnilingus and ‘ walking'his finger 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 hard and some juice 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 manus and knees, and sink his stiff rod all the way home in one push. She resumed watching after she was able to get her specialty up, enough to kneel on her knees. By that time, her husband was pounding their daughter… full throttle.

Over the next 15 min, or so, Don changed his stance a few times, but made Emily quell in her ‘ pooch'position. Again, her soundbox rallied against her and he made her cum.

Linda was delight to reach the full 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 easygoing. Don would be glad with her accomplishment ; one she had been working on for a long time.

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


Linda smiled as Don forced his firmly nine into Emily's bunghole. The nineteen year-old had only been butt fucked once before and Linda remembered fingering herself to three orgasms 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 penalisation would get worse. Don gave her a unvoiced shag as he played around, pulling all the way out and jamming back in as punishing as possible. He made a full stop to slap her ass a few times, causing her to tighten up 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 cultivation sucking me off and take back every drop."

"But you had it in my…"

She felt the backhand on her brass, almost before she even saw it coming,"I said suck me, Goddamn it."
Ever so gently, she took his vile pecker in her pretty sassing. She nearly threw up, not knowing if it was from the diddlyshit, or from the sentiment of it.
She managed to get Don to his apex and took his cock as deep as she could. His load blew down her throat and she was proud of that she had done the job without vomiting or losing a driblet of his cum.
Without saying another discussion, 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. ”