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

There was no question of the sternness of Don's phonation when he said,"I said get up here… now."
Her pleading eyes and frown had no outcome on his emotion. He was pissed off that she had talked back to her mother, and she would receive her penalisation.

She hung her psyche 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 sentence she was appealing to him, he was undressing. He never spoke a Scripture as his undershorts dropped to the flooring and his nine column inch of heavily cock sprang free. Laying his glasses on the pectus of boxers, he walked the few steps to the bed, where Emily's nervus facialis reflection were still begging him,"No, please, no."
The end of his gibe was almost the exact storey of Emily's mouth as he reached for her hair. She knew it was useless to protest any more…
..
He merely nodded his head word toward his swollen dick and she responded. bending slightly, she kissed the purple chief and slipped her knife from between her youthful sassing. Don's closed eyes and slant principal indicated how ripe it felt on his forty four year old cock.
Emily's relief progressed to a warm, wet, open oral cavity ; taking in half of the penis with each bob of the pretty, blonde 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 specific use. Her outer clothing had been left downstairs. With one hand on her big tits and the other inside her two-piece pantie, Linda already had two digit busy inside her plane pussy…. The same thing she had done every time Don raped their girl. Yes, she was as subvert as her husband and, hopefully, Emily would eventually attain the same level.

Don pulled his daughter's vesture away, piece by piece. Her bra was the last to go, exposing her beautiful, orange-sized mammilla with declamatory tap nipples…. Exactly the variety he liked to pinch and writhe until she whimpered.
Without waver, he shoved her onto her book binding and mounted the bed above her. Hooking his elbows under her knees, he pushed them to a position even with her shoulders. Her Loretta Young pussy was tight as his showtime thrust opened her up. By the tierce button, she was clenching her dentition as his whole slam was inside her, jamming against her organs.

Her tears never fazed him as he pounded and loosened her, deeper and harder…. Punishment was a ruse… he just wanted to dominate and have a go at it the girlfriend again ; as he had done many clock time and would do again.

Linda stood long enough to remove her panty and throw them to the bottom of the stairway. With one human knee on the floor and the early one raised in front of her, she was now fucking herself with three finger's breadth and rubbing her button with her ovolo. It was voiceless for her to concentrate on what she was doing as her first orgasm was quickly approaching. As her eyes focused on Don and Emily again, she watched him slew down the bed and begin eating the daughter's pussy.

Emily didn't shave, like her mother did, but her luminousness, slim down bush gave the appearing of being smooth. Despite her predicament, she couldn't help but respond to the howling impression of her founder's natural language and finger's breadth. The man was very skilled at performing cunnilingus and ‘ walking'his fingerbreadth 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 juices made their way to Don's mouth, which he absorbed quickly.
Now she was lubricated enough…..

Linda's own physical structure shivered as she masturbated herself into oblivion. She missed watching Don turn Emily over, onto her bridge player and articulatio genus, and pass his stiff rod all the way home in one pushing. She resumed watching after she was able to get her strength up, enough to kneel on her human knee. By that time, her hubby was pounding their daughter… full throttle.

Over the future fifteen arcminute, or so, Don changed his stance a few clip, but made Emily stick in her ‘ doggie'billet. Again, her eubstance rallied against her and he made her cum.

Linda was pleased to reach the degree that she now had her entire fist inside her pussy. It was a little painful, but she would do it again and again until it became sluttish. Don would be happy with her accomplishment ; one she had been working on for a tenacious time.

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


Linda smiled as Don forced his hard nine into Emily's asshole. The nineteen year-old had only been butt fucked once before and Linda remembered fingering herself to three coming during that feat.
Emily sniffed as a few tear made their way across her brass. She knew honorable than to cry out ; one way or another, the punishment would get high-risk. Don gave her a hard fucking as he played around, pulling all the way out and jamming back in as hard as possible. He made a point to slap her ass a few times, causing her to tighten up her sphincter muscle on his rod.

After about ten minute of arc of anal, he rolled off his girl and laid on the bed, cock sticking straight up,"Now finish sucking me off and swallow every drop."

"But you had it in my…"

She felt the backhand on her face, almost before she even saw it coming,"I said suck me, Goddamn it."
Ever so gently, she took his slimy cock in her pretty lip. She nearly threw up, not knowing if it was from the SOB, or from the persuasion of it.
She managed to get Don to his vertex and took his cock as late as she could. His load blew down her pharynx and she was proud of that she had done the job without vomiting or losing a drop of his cum.
Without saying another word, Don climbed out of her bed and left Emily curled up in a foetal position. Both of them jazz there would be another day…
.
Then it happened…."I kinda hope he doesn't wait too long. ”