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The melting ice in her ass had worked like an enema, and I laughed and started untying her ankles and she bolted to the bathroom, hands still cuffed behind her and dropped on the commode, just in time. I had never really watched a woman go to the bathroom before, and it was slightly exciting seeing her sit there and I started playing with her nipples, "Stop it!!" that made it even more exciting that she didn't like it and made me pinch her nipples as they hardened, and she kept trying to pull away from my hands. I grabbed her head and brought my cock to her lips and she tried to turn away, "Suck it Melissa!!" and I rubbed it over her lips and she kept her mouth tightly closed, so I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled and as she screamed, I pushed my cock in.She wouldn't suck it at first, so I held her head and fucked her mouth, excited at the uniqueness of the situation. She eventually began to suck and I released her hair and she began taking me deep in her mouth as she bobbed. I kept kissing my daughter. It grew softer, gentler, as we just held each other, savoring what we shared while Alison and Lily howled their pleasure in the background.I was so lucky to be sent the Halo!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The beeping of the proximity alarm awoke Deidre Icke at her desk. Her clothing was disheveled from her night masturbating, watching Subject 1 make love to her youngest daughter while using her oldest daughter and a redhead named Lily as sex slaves. After a dozen orgasms herself, her pussy growing sore from watching the new goddess frolic in taboo delight, Deidre had passed out.She blinked, groggy, staring at her computer monitor. A red icon flashed on the security feed. Someone had arrived at Subject 1's house. She clicked on the red icon. The camera feed switched to Drone 17 orbiting over the residence's house in Thousand Oaks, California. She rubbed her eyes, blinking, struggling to focus on the screen.It was morning. The sun was shining in California,.
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"Sssh, we have to be quiet." Then let's go someplace." Where?" C'mon." He grabs the blanket and they race off her parent's porch and into the trees. He spreads the blanket over the grass, they collapse upon it, rolling together, against one another. She's underneath him, lying on her back when he starts to kiss farther down her body. He raises her shirt to kiss her stomach. It's so warm and he can feel the tiny hairs of her skin responding to the cool air. The half-moon glows ominously through the trees."Oh God, Lucy." Yes." She puts her hands on his hand, caressing his face, urging him, encouraging him. He kisses down her stomach, paying extra attention to her belly button, then moving down her navel, tongue working in chorus with her soft moaning. Her cloth skirt stretches and slides down easily. Her scent emboldens him, his lips feel the coarse pubic hair. He kisses all around her pubic bone, near the top of her inner thigh, and down her leg a few inches. He can feel how shy she is.

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