He plowed me hard and enthusiastically, but for all that it felt pleasurable, it wasn’t driving me over the edge and into an orgasm like it used to. I was as horny as ever, I just couldn’t cum. My face and chest were mashed into the mattress, and my ass was in the air, legs wrapped around my husband Steve, as he supported my hips and thrust that big hard cock of his in and out of my wet pussy. My screams of pleasure were muffled by the comforter of the bed I was half on. What I’m going to do is to make sure that you keep on fucking him when it starts to hurt,” I explained, “so make sure that you want this.” “Now remember, once Daddy is inside of you, we really can’t ask him to stop, no matter how much you scream or how much it hurts.
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