He sighed but finally acquiesced. Growing up she had play wrestled with her dad a lot and he was always gentle. She planted her face in the pillow again and laid perfectly still, pretending to be back asleep. Her mouth fell open and she began to make slight moaning sounds. She crossed her eyes again and tried to endure but screamed when Amanda forced the metal object into her wet pussy. “Then wouldn’t cheap martinis be just as effective?” Marcus argued. He worked his fingers into her cunt and began to pull and stretch it. Neither one of them woke until the birds were chirping outside. “Nothing wrong with being a little slutty when you’re young.”
“I don’t believe this.” Katrina was shaking her head. Are you about to dump me for Rita?” she teased him. “Daddy is fucking my asshole.”
“Watch your mouth,” Marcus scolded her. “Who’s Rita?” Katrina suddenly appeared behind him, peering over his shoulder. He slapped her ass again at the same time he thrust his cock deeper inside her. “But the night’s only just getting started,” he argued. “What’s the matter? “Geez, if you are gonna get a girl drunk and nail her, at least don’t be a cheapskate about it.”
“Do you need to be drunk to sleep with me or just need to be thoroughly pampered?” he was
