MasukBefore he knew it, she was sucking his cock in ernest. He tried to look away, but found nowhere safe to look. Tits, pussy, ass. Every inch of her was sinful temptation. Stella took full advantage of Mark's bewildered state. Up and down her head bobbed on his dick, until the little bitch was deep throating his cock. Lola never did that. Mark told her from the beginning. No anal. No blow jobs. Did his wife suck another man's cock? Her own son in law? Stella slurped and sucked on his dick, letting gluck gluck sounds fill the air as she took him down her throat. Gagging on his manhood, smiling like she didn't have a care in the world. "God, baby, you never smile anymore," Mark groaned sadly, staring down at his daughter's joyous face. "If sucking my dick makes you happy…" Mark said with a heavy sigh, grabbing hold of her head and holding her down on his dick. "You better do it right, baby," he said, then pumped a few rounds into her throat, Lola's traitorous face popping into his h
His first instinct was to look away. He kept telling himself that he would. He just needed a moment to gather his wits. The longer he stood there, staring in wonder and despair, the more his dick hardened against his will. "Lord have mercy," he said, his hand reaching for the bulge in his pants as Mark watched Stella's body arch, her toes curling in pleasure. "Daddy, yes, yes, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me like you fuck mom. Please daddy," Stella cried out, her eyes bugging out of her skull as she thrashed about on the bed. "Don't stop. Don't stop, please." Shame flooded Mark as he unbuckled his pants and reached into his pants. He was supposed to guide Stella's soul, during this trying time, not lust after her young, freshly divorced body. Fuck, he was hard though. "Lord, give me strength. Forgive my straying wife. I will find a way to fuck the sin out of her," he prayed silently, but the sight of Stella's breasts bouncing slightly with each thrust of her hand, her moans growing loud
"Oh God, yes daddy, right there," Stella moaned softly, her voice trembling with need as she laid on her step daddy's bed. Newly divorced at the young age of 25, Stella was still reeling from Richard's betrayal. Of all the people in the world he could have fucked, why did it have to be her own mother? It was a slap in the face. Her mom was twice her fucking age. Daddy still didn't know. He was a devout, church going man who didn't believe in divorce. The truth would shatter him. Mark may not be Stella's biological father, but she thought the world of him. Had a revenge fuck occured to her since she guilted her mom, Lola, into letting her crash with them for a couple of months? Only on a fucking daily basis. Daddy would never do that though, so Stella settled for the next best thing. Masturbating in their bed. There she laid in the middle of a work day, having called in sick, her legs splayed wide open like an invitation to sin. The marital bed, with its crisp white sheets now ru
Christopher had loved Laura once. Then one day, his daughter asked to fuck and suddenly he was obsessed with her cunt. Nothing else mattered. Thirty years of marriage to Laura and all he could think about was fucking her daughter. It was Laura's fault. The bitch had become cold. Unfeeling. Jessica brought her daddy her pussy to fuck. Fucking tight, young cunt that made him think: Laura who? “Please, daddy, cum deep inside me. I need it. Please,” Jessica screamed, nails clawing down his back until she drew blood. “Flood your daughter's tight pussy. Breed me, own me forever.” The words were obscene, exactly the harsh degradation he craved. Christopher craved more than words though. Deep down, he pined for the forbidden bond between them. Their twisted love kept him going. He wanted to make it permanent. Christopher roared, thrusts turning wild and erratic. “Take it all, you greedy cunt. Daddy's permanent, little whore." With one final, savage plunge, he erupted inside her,
Despite the horror of this revelation, Jessica's body craved more. She started moving again, raising her hips to her daddy's, savoring every thick inch of his dick as it stretched her pussy. Stroked depths of it that no other man had. Daddy's savage dick made her feel like a woman. Special. Important. Needed. All Robert ever did was yell at her. They didn't even fuck anymore. Though now Jessica knew why. She always found her holes aching lately, so she had to tell Robert no. That wasn't helping matters in the constant fights department. “Daddy, I'm married. What if Robert finds out?” she cried regardless, her eyes begging for daddy's wisdom, despite the idiocy of him fucking his daughter. And leaving his wife of over thirty years to do it. Fresh tears spilled forth, but Jessica held her daddy close anyway. Still desperate to save her marriage. "Please, don't stop. It feels so, so good, daddy. God, make me your woman. Please, daddy," Jessica moaned. "I love being daddy's
"That's it, you dirty, little slut. Ride daddy's fat cock like the addicted bitch you are. Your pussy's choking me even harder now. That means you're starting to like it, you shameless whore. You've been my secret cumdumpster for years, Jess. My married daughter, spreading her legs for daddy's dick. So sexy, baby," Christopher grunted out, burying his head between her tits, biting and kissing the flesh as he held her close, still pumping away at her pussy. The tenderness in his intense gaze, despite his foul mouth and brutal thrusts, had Jessica rolling her hips once more. The pleasure was otherworldly. This time, her body wouldn't allow her to stop. "God, daddy, yes," she moaned, unable to help herself. She shook her head frantically, but her hips betrayed her, grinding down in hurried, desperate circles. The argument with Robert faded as forbidden heat built low in her belly. Christopher grinned up at her from between her breasts like a vulture. He grabbed her ass hard, maki







