Kelsey - `` Dad, Please, Not The Belt. ''


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Prior : Kelsey -"No Dad Stop."
Prior : Kelsey -"Dad that can not encounter Again"
Prior : Kelsey -"Paying The split"
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 piddling bitch was leaning up against the wall, ass jutting out, ramification spread kitty looking ripe.
We could hear 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 impudence and pushed my puff up member inside her.
I can't commend ever being this voiceless.
Kelsey let out a tenuous groan as I rammed cryptical inside her.
I laughed to myself. It was going to be tough for the little slut not to
groan with the hard 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 know how she would hold back up but I got to
dedicate the petty bitch credit, she took it like a cavalryman and kept quiet. When we were done
I kissed her."You were peachy girl."She was red as a beetroot and ramification were shaking.
She sat down on the professorship and put her headway in her hands.
I figured she would study some time to recover and modify so I snuck out of the changing room.

Ali was checking out customers so I hung around the wheel watching her. red cent I can't get enough of
watching her. The whole clip I was fucking Kelsey I was thinking of her. I kept thought of my putz in her pert precious little sass. I wondered how Kelsey was holding up. That was one laborious fuck.

Two Weeks Later
I have been officious. I installed several hidden PUSSY cams in the house. I have cams in Kelsey's bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and fellowship room. I have already become adept at editing and sustain various
favorite films. I especially like the cam in the kitchen. I have a special small 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 Fuck Table.
The other day I set Kelsey on it after breakfast.
I get two cam aspect, one from the incline and one head teacher on. I really sway her hard on the table.
I can get really mysterious. When she is on the table with fiddling room I am in complete control.
I can hump her facial expression up and watch her breast sway or I can lay her face down.
I bend way over so I can jerk her hair to get a small pig squeal out of her. Really skilful audio, the slop pigswill of my pecker in her kitty-cat, the sound of the tabular array peg on the base and the groans and squeals.

I get to get it on her and then I can put together my little dwelling house motion picture and watch me fuck my girl
over and over.

I hadn't screwed Kelsey for two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. so I figured it was about time.
I walked into the bathroom, Kelsey just finished with her shower so she was nice and refreshful.
I dropped my pants."Ok, baby, lets get it on."
"Dad, I got to meet a Friend, I am getting ready."
"Don't worry, you can be a fiddling 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 swallow hole.
catch that sink and spread those thighs."I yelled very angrily.
I was really pissed off now and Kelsey could tell. Kelsey changed her tone existent quick.
"I'm sorry Dad, I have time."Kelsey grabbed onto the sink and leaned forward.
I really loved this as I could watch her cheek in the mirror. I had set up the River Cam to
seizure the natural action two ways.

"Dad, go ahead, please Dad."I reached down to my drawers and took my belt ammunition off.
Kelsy could get a line 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 force. I could sense the relief as she grunted slightly. I did again
easily. With ease Kelsey urged me on."Ok, Dad, lets do it."

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

That made it all the better as I let go with a full blow across the cover of her ass.
I ran my hired man over her shaking rear end. A twain of nasty red weal were swelling up.
I listened to her whimpering and then brought another blow across her butt.
Kelsey was shaking like a leaf as ran my hand over her red ass. I could experience the
burning red skin and the short ridges rising from the belt.

I stepped back and unwrapped the belt. I doubled it over again but this time with
the clasp end out. I rubbed the buckle across her snatch. I dragged the leather
back and Forth River across her pussy 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 cunt with the buckle.

Even as she screamed and stood up I pushed my cock inside her. I pushed her back down against the swallow hole. I was fucking her even as she tried to find from the belt whipping. I watched her in the privy mirror. teat were swaying back and forth, tears running down her face.

Serendipity for Kelsey. I pulled out of her pussy as I was quick to cum and advertise her to the floor. Kelsey was kneeling in nominal head of me with a good view for the tv camera as I pushed my egotistical peter into her mouth. I pulled her pony tail forcing myself deep inside her throat. The cum shot into her as she
gagged from the dick at the back of her pharynx. She vomited up a warhead of cum and phlegm.

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

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

I pretended I was leaving as Kelsey was starting to clean up. I watched her on
on the floor, naked, cleaning up her mint with a parazoan and pail. Her cherry
ass was in the air while she bent over cleaning the floor. I could hear her
pathetic whimpering.

I think the minuscule bitch learned not to back SAS me again.

To Be Continued
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