J Watson: Bondage for daughter

"That's good, baby," he groaned. "Use a little tongue. Show me a little tongue, baby!"

She used a little tongue. She started moving her tongue around the massive head of his cock and he grabbed hold of the back of her head. He started pushing his prick forward until it was jammed up against the back of her throat. She almost gagged, but she kept her lips locked tight around his prick.

"So good, baby," he groaned. "So fucking good!"

His hands directed her head in the movement he wanted her to make. He held onto her head tightly as she started bobbing her head. She was taking his prick deep into her throat and then slowly pulling her face back. She wasn't as disgusted as she thought she would be. She was almost enjoying it.

"Oh shit yeah," he groaned. "Shit yeah, that's nice!"

Her lips tightened around his cock and she started moving her head a little faster. She could taste a little cum at the back of her throat but it wasn't making her sick.

He started rolling her silken hair in his fingers and he started slamming his prick into her mouth as hard as he could. His heavy balls slapped her chin.

"Shit, that feels so good," he gasped. "You don't know how good that feels. That feels so fucking good!"

He was fucking her face, but she didn't mind. In fact, she was getting hungry for it. She couldn't understand the way her body was responding. She opened her mouth a little wider and started using her tongue a little more.

Cum was swirling around on her tongue and she found herself swallowing the salty jism. She didn't mind the taste. In fact, she found herself sucking for more. Beth was turning into exactly the kind of woman she had always found disgusting.

"That's it, cunt," he groaned. "You're doing fucking good. That's the fucking way!"

There was cum leaking out of the sides of her mouth and wetting her chin. She was beginning to feel sticky all over but she didn't care. She kept sucking for more, her entire body was beginning to throb. She didn't understand exactly what was happening because it had never happened to her before. All she knew was that she was enjoying it.

"That's enough, sweet bitch," he groaned. "That's fucking enough. I'm going to fuck your hot pussy. I'm going to fuck you good!"

He took his prick out of her mouth and started pulling her up on the bed. For the first time she was willing to have his big prick up inside her. She wanted his prick.

"I want to fuck you," she whispered.

"Hot damn, baby," he said. "Hot damn! I never expected a bitch as hot as you."

She had never expected to get this hot, but now there was no holding her back. She didn't protest when he pulled her on top of him and she pressed her body against his.

She reached down between them and found his cock again. She pulled his hot prickhead up toward her cunt, hardly thinking about what she was doing as she eased his prickhead up into her cunt. She raised up and then sat down slowly, feeling his prick splitting her apart as his cockhead slid up into her belly.

"Oh yes, that feels good," she groaned. "If you only knew how good that feels. That feels so good!"

He raised his hands and started playing with her tits, squeezing her nipples and caressing her tits. Beth couldn't be still. She began bouncing up and down.

"That's good," she moaned. "That's so good!"

His hand kept squeezing her tits and she started bouncing up and down on his fat prick. His big prick seemed to be sliding all the way up into her belly, his heavy balls slapping her.

"Fantastic," she breathed. "Oh shit yes."

All her inhibitions had vanished. She no longer remembered being the housewife who had hated sex. Now all she thought about was how good it was going to feel.

"You fucking bitch," he groaned. "Fuck my cock off. Ride me like a wild woman!"

His hands kept squeezing her big tits and she did start riding him like a wild woman. She was bouncing up and down, and she kept feeling the head of his cock rubbing against her clitty. It sent little ripples of pleasure all through her body.

She couldn't stop the flood of passion even if she had wanted to. It was growing inside her belly and threatening to tear her apart. She started bouncing harder, her cunt sucking at his prick. She had never known anything so good.

"I'm going to come," she gasped. "I'm going to fucking come. I'm going to come and it feels so good. Oh fuck, it feels good. Oh fuuuuck!"

Her body twisted around on the bed as his cock seemed to slide deeper into her pussy. Her pussy exploded with a gush of wet juice and she bounced higher and higher. Then she came down one last time and sighed as his cock thrust home.

Beth might have been ashamed, but he was not going to give her any chance to think about what she had done. Quickly he rolled her over on her back and started pounding his prick into her cunt even more savagely than before. His cock seemed to be filling her even more with every thrust, making her shiver all over. She started lifting her ass to take his prick as deep as she could, squeezing her cuntwalls together.

"Oh shit," he groaned. "Oh fucking shit! I'm going to shoot my fucking wad, baby. I'm going to fill your mother-fucking cunt. Oh shit, it's good. It's so good. Oh fucking shit. Shiiiit!"

He yelled again as he drove his prick as deep into her pussy as he could manage. His prick grew and then exploded into her cunt, his hot cum spurting everywhere. It dripped out of her cunt and wet her thighs as he moved his prick in and out of her cunt for a few moments, drain ing himself dry.

"Oh hot damn, that was good," he said. "That was really good. Your pussy is something else."

That was when Beth started feeling a little ashamed.

Christy Adams was alone in the room where she'd been kept from the beginning. At first she had been meek and humble and she'd done everything that the men had wanted. But Christy quickly discovered that being meek wasn't going to help. They were still beating and fucking her whenever they wanted.

Christy wasn't like her mother. Her fear had turned to disgust and then to anger, and two men had suddenly discovered that they had a wildcat in Christy.

Christy felt sore as she strained against the ropes that held her to the bed. She had been fucked earlier that morning and then Ray had worked on her ass with a belt. She was tied face down on the bed and her ass was burning.

She hadn't been able to sleep very well. She wasn't surprised when she heard the door open and close and felt Ray's hand on her asscheek. She tried to move away from him.

"What's the matter, baby?" Ray asked. "Aren't you getting used to me yet?"

Earlier that afternoon Christy had started getting the inkling of an idea. Perhaps she had been doing everything all wrong. They had left her untied those first few days before she had started acting stubborn. Maybe she could fool them into thinking she had started getting meek again. It disgusted Christy, but she knew she was going to have to be very nice to Ray to convince him.

She moved against his hand again. She could sense his surprise as he stroked her asscheeks. She turned her head and licked her lips as she looked at him. He was taking off his belt.

"You don't have to beat me anymore," she said.

"Oh no?" he said.

"No," she said. "I'll do what you want. I promise. I'll do whatever you want."

He smiled but he stopped taking off his belt. Instead he reached down and untied her arms and legs. He stretched out on the bed beside her and put his arms behind his head.

"So you'll do anything I want?" he said.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Show me," he said. "You know what I like."

She had known what was going to come. Her heart was pounding as she leaned over him. She undid his shirt all the way down the front and then peeled it back, running her fingertips over his bare chest. Her fingers moved in his curly chest hairs and she scratched a little, making him groan. She leaned her head over and let her silken hair fall around his chest. She licked gently at one of his hard nipples.