As Emily reached the bottom of the stairs, her oculus 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 make me, anymore."

There was no interrogation of the strictness of Don's phonation when he said,"I said get up here… now."
Her pleading heart and scowl 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 head as she climbed the stairs and never looked up at him until they were inside the room and the doorway 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 of God as his undershorts dropped to the floor and his nine column inch of firmly prick sprang free. Laying his glasses on the breast of drawers, he walked the few steps to the bed, where Emily's facial verbal expression were still begging him,"No, please, no."
The end of his shaft was almost the claim level of Emily's mouth as he reached for her hair. She knew it was useless to protest any more…
..
He merely nodded his question toward his swollen cock and she responded. Bending slightly, she kissed the over-embellished head and slipped her tongue from between her vernal lips. Don's closed center and tilted head indicated how good it felt on his forty four year old cock.
Emily's succor progressed to a warm, wet, open mouth ; taking in half of the fellow member with each bob of the pretty, blonde head.

What the young womanhood didn't know was that her female parent was squatting in the hall, just outside the doorway, peeking through the keyhole, which Don had enlarged for that specific purpose. Her outer clothing had been left downstairs. With one hand on her large tits and the other inside her bikini step-in, Linda already had two fingers busy inside her shaved pussy…. The like matter she had done every fourth dimension Don raped their daughter. Yes, she was as corrupt as her husband and, hopefully, Emily would eventually reach the same level.

Don pulled his daughter's habiliment away, bit by piece. Her bra was the end to go, exposing her beautiful, orange-sized tits with bombastic pink nipples…. Exactly the kind he liked to pinch and twist until she whimpered.
Without faltering, he shoved her onto her back and mounted the bed above her. Hooking his elbow under her knees, he pushed them to a positioning even with her articulatio humeri. Her offspring slit was tight as his first thrust opened her up. By the tertiary get-up-and-go, she was clenching her teeth as his unhurt shaft was inside her, jamming against her organs.

Her tears never fazed him as he pounded and loosened her, thick and harder…. punishment was a ruse… he just wanted to dominate and fuck the girl again ; as he had done many meter and would do again.

Linda stood long enough to absent her pantie and bemuse them to the bottom of the staircase. With one genu on the flooring and the other one raised in front of her, she was now fucking herself with three fingers and rubbing her clit with her thumb. It was punishing for her to centralize on what she was doing as her maiden orgasm was quickly approaching. As her eyes focused on Don and Emily again, she watched him slide down the bed and begin eating the girl's pussy.

Emily didn't shave, like her mother did, but her spark, melt off President George W. Bush gave the appearance of being smooth. Despite her quandary, she couldn't assistance but respond to the wonderful look of her father's spit and finger's breadth. The man was very skilled at performing cunnilingus and ‘ walking'his fingers 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 delight her, but it was useless. Her orgasm wracked her surd and some juices made their way to Don's sassing, 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 human knee, and sink his stiff rod all the way base in one push. She resumed watching after she was able to get her persuasiveness up, enough to kneel on her knees. By that fourth dimension, her husband was pounding their daughter… full throttle.

Over the next fifteen minute, or so, Don changed his stance a few time, but made Emily stay in her ‘ barker'position. Again, her physical structure rallied against her and he made her cum.

Linda was pleased to progress to the point that she now had her entire fist inside her cunt. It was a petty 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 long time.

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


Linda smiled as Don forced his hard nine into Emily's whoreson. 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 tears made their way across her face. She knew better than to cry out ; one way or another, the punishment would get worse. 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 time, causing her to fasten her sphincter on his rod.

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

"But you had it in my…"

She felt the backhand on her cheek, almost before she even saw it coming,"I said suction me, Goddamn it."
Ever so gently, she took his despicable tool in her pretty mouth. She nearly threw up, not knowing if it was from the shit, or from the opinion of it.
She managed to get Don to his peak and took his cock as deep as she could. His encumbrance blew down her throat and she was delight 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 fetal post. Both of them knew there would be another day…
.
Then it happened…."I kinda hope he doesn't wait too long. ”