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Daisy Taylor

School Day SeizeHe entered me roughly and my first instinct was to pull away, but he grabbed my hips and held me in place as the rest of his 9 inches penetrated my ass fully. “Oh Gaaawwwd!”, I cried.I buried my face into the back of my hands and bit my knuckles. He was having no mercy. He pulled back slowly but then rammed it back in with a b**stly thrust. My head involuntarily shot back and my long wet hair sprayed a fine mist onto the small of my back and ass cheeks. He grabbed one cheek firmly and then gave it a hard smack. The sting was both painful and arousing. He pumped me with another hard thrust.”Oh yeah you little bitch, you’re gonna get it this morning, ain’t you?”… Another hard thrust… “MM! AIN’T YOU!!”I couldn’t speak. I was completely overwhelmed by an odd combination of fear and insatiable lust. I felt like I was being taken against my will, but I wanted every bit of it. The whole situation was almost surreal. I looked around me through squinted eyes, my mouth frozen in a silent scream. There was my living room. The couch. My Dad’s chair where just an hour before he was lacing up his work boots, reminding me that Uncle Bill was taking me to school that morning. I could hear the TV behind me, tuned to VH1 as it was every morning. Oasis’s “Wonderwall” supplied the background soundtrack to this mad scene of uncontrollable, savage carnality. How the hell did this happen? Seemingly minutes before I had just stepped out of the shower, quickly toweling my body and hair and getting ready to plug in my blow dryer when I’d heard the front door open and the unmistakable bahis şirketleri sound of Bill’s deep voice call my name. I opened the bathroom door and half stepped out into the hall, partially revealing my naked body to him. “Hey”, I said with a seductive purr. “I just gotta blow dry my hair and get dressed. What time is it anyways?”, I asked as I turned and started back towards the sink. But there was no answer and as I started to ask again, out the corner of my eye, I saw him in the doorway. When I turned and looked at him, I was shocked to see his raging monster of a cock sticking out of his unbuttoned fly. It was shiny with lube. I was speechless. I looked at his face and saw a look of cold determination. I started to ask if we even had time but he gave me no chance. He grabbed me roughly by the hand and when I was close enough, scooped me up by the waist and carried me into the living room. I gave a slightly startled giggle, but he made no sound. He deposited me softly enough on the floor, but then forced me to my knees, facing away from him. He then pushed me roughly onto my hands and that’s when he began his wonderful assault. The thrusts continued, ramping up in speed and intensity. I managed to catch my breath and despite the slight burn of the carpet on my knees, I made it back up on to my palms, keeping my back arched and my head up and dutifully looking forward as he worked.”OH! OH JESUS! OH FU… OH MY GOD! BILL! Oh myy GOD!!He had gone quiet save for some vigorous grunts. My little cock which had stayed fearfully soft began to grow stiff. I spit in my palm and bahis firmaları reached down and began to stroke it. The sight of this seemed to turn him on more and he let out a growling, “Yeaaah baby, I knew you wanted it.” as he continued to work me over. “Ohhhh yeah daddy! Oh god I love it!”, I moaned back. He started to swell and his breathing became more rapid. I looked back at him.”Oooh, you gonna cum for me? You gonna give me another big load daddy?” I looked forward and squeezed my asshole around his cock, a little trick he had taught me on our second “fishing trip” two weeks before. It had worked too well and my second fuck ever had lasted barely a minute before he was forced to pull out unexpectedly and overshoot a huge load that ended up in my hair and the back of an old flannel that I had worn specifically to do a slutty tie up to reveal my midriff, which he favored as much as my ass and pornstar hair flip. The frustration he displayed at the premature ending and the failed attempt at acheiving another erection (as well as the intrusion of another party of fishermen who nearly caught me in the middle of a futile blowjob) may have accounted for this rather assertive pounding I was now receiving.”Yeah…yeah,” he started to gasp. “Keep snapping that hole baby… keep it up… oh fuckin’ A!”I knew he was ready and I pulled myself off and whipped around onto my knees in front of his astonishingly engorged purple rig. I licked my lips and gave him the sultry doe eyes he loved so much.”C’mon daddy! Feed me! Feed me!! Cum all over me!!!”, I whimpered desperately. He looked kaçak bahis siteleri delirious as he stroked, staring at me with crazed eyes (his glasses had fell off in the middle of one of his rabid strides) and he let out a mighty roar that we later feared may have been heard through the closed windows and humming air conditioner.”AAAHHHH FUUUCKK!!!”A huge shot launched in an almost perfect arc from his cock right onto my outstretched tongue. Another followed immediately, hitting the tip of my nose and running down onto my lips as I attempted to swallow the first. I got my mouth open in time for one more with less velocity to make my chin and drip onto my hairless chest & belly. I grabbed him and positioned my mouth underneath to catch the rest of the drizzle like a faucet, swallowing every drop I could as I begin to convulse, shooting a fairly substantial load of my own, right onto the carpet.I was in the bathroom, pulling on a Metallica “Ride The Lightning” t shirt– my asshole feeling like it had done just that– after wiping myself down with a cold wash rag and still tasting the faint burn in the back of my throat even after a thorough brushing and mouthwash. I looked in the mirror at my flushed face. I felt used. I loved it.”Better hurry it up baby. You’re gonna be late as it is.”, he said from the couch, sounding breathless. I gathered myself and school supplies and we headed out into the bright Friday morning sun, my legs a bit weak and shaky. As we walked to his old S-10, the old lady who lived next door was on standing on her porch, shielding her eyes as she looked our way. The look on her face was one of puzzlement and suspicion.”Howya doin’ Betty?”, Uncle Bill asked in a cool, neighborly tone. Her expression never changed. “Just fine.”, she said flatly and then walked slowly back into her house.

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