jessenia

“Umph…ahhh…” Carol grunted and drew in her breath as I continued to violate her. I thought she was going to tell me to stop, but she kept gently pushing her ass onto my fingers. I was mesmerized watching her asshole spread and her sphincter relax. After a bit I looked down and saw Carol, cheek still against the granite, looking at me and smiling.

The next night is much the same, as is the night after. It’s become as much of her nightly habits as anything else, her body always waking her with a fire in her crotch that can only be satiated with a visit to her father’s bed. As usual, despite the visit of the nighttime succubus each night, her father is happier and livelier than usual. The stress of his job and chores drained along with his balls. Sarah knew she should still be feeling bad about this, but there didn’t seem to be a reason for it. Her dad was feeling great, better than ever, and she was feeling the same. Her newfound lust wasn’t hurting her schoolwork or volleyball practice anymore and she was feeling more confident when her friends brought up sex. She had thought on one time to show her friends one of her videos of swallowing a huge load of cum, just to brag, but decided against it. It wouldn’t be good for anyone to ask any questions on who she was getting it from.

“Holy shit, I have got to get a copy of your Dad’s book. It’s got some good moves in it,” she said with a laugh. I was concentrating on the sight of the head of my cock poking out and disappearing back in her crack. I was breathing heavily and was going to cum pretty fast even though I had already relieved the pressure twice that day. Mrs. B. sensed I was close.