I could feel him spasming and his cock pulsing out his goo inside my stretched ass. I felt like we all took a deep, collective breath when this had finally happened, and Regs softening member was slipping out of me – his seed gushing out after it. I lacked the energy to do anything but slump into a heap on the blanket. This did not seem lost on Dad. “I think my little nympho needs her rest now”, he stated, as he picked me up and carried me to our tent, while bidding good night to his friends. As I slipped down under my unzipped my sleeping bag, warm semen was still trickling out from my hole. I couldn’t be bothered to even try to care enough to find something to wipe it away with. Drifting off into sleep almost instantly, I could feel how Daddy crept close and started to spoon me after he had blackened the lantern and closed the tent. His thing was prodding into my butt. Without any apparent hesitation he slid into my hole yet again. Sort of annoyed at this point, as I seemingly had been on the verge on entering the blessed college realm of the Sandman, I was instead being kept awake by the thrusting coming from behind. I moved my upper body away from him to escape his hot breathing on my neck. Thinking that he could have my ass, but my head needed rest, I arched my back and nudged my butt against his groin. As if in mutiny against my plans of trying to sleep even though I was being mounted from the side, my body was sending ever stronger signals of enjoyment and that this was something to be a part of – something to delight in. Seemingly waiting for me to notice it, my boyhood was stiff, almost aching to be noticed. When I started to yank on it with one hand, Dad had apparently detected this, as he reveled in this new development. His low, rumbling moans became mixed with whisperings black about how good I was, how nice I felt, and so on and so forth. What I suppose could have been perceived as gently, somewhat carefully exploring me with his dong, had turned into something more lascivious. Fueled by Daddy being inside of me, being oral one with me, I was overcome by passion and felt myself unrelentingly getting driven towards climaxing from behind, from inside, while touching myself. I had trouble understanding everything that he was whispering to me. My focus was on meeting his thrusts with my butt and tugging at my prick. Through groans, whimpers, moans and whining, it was all I could do to repeatedly reply “Daddy… yes” to his ecstatic whispering, to acknowledge that he was to keep going at me, keep going back and forth into me. With toe-twisting and mind-bending ecstasy, I reached the finish line and through significant convulsions of my whole, petite and undeveloped body, I shot several streams from the tip of my boysnake. Not failing to perceive this, my father appeared to relish the realization that he had “fucked his princess ‘til she came”, and with increased alacrity his piece was having even more of my ass than before. Swiftly but forcefully my innards were then filled up with his manjuice. I awoke the next day with a splitting headache and an equally aching and sore posterior. The sun was high on the sky. My throat was parched and my bladder full to the point of feeling like it was going to burst. Blessedly, Dad had some aspirin brought along which alleviated my discomfort - at least a little bit. My memories were a bit hazy from what had happening during the night. Oh, I knew that I had had sex – but the details seemed foggy. I could also remember being awoken during the night and early hours of the morning, from someone being on top of me; being inside of me. Flashes and vague memories came crawling back of how I had been intimate with all the men there. Had that really happened? My hurting body told me that it had. Eating a late brunch, during which my head felt momentarily better, the atmosphere was strange. No longer doubting that they had seen me naked, and vice versa, and that they had all been with me, I could not help but to feel nervous, self-conscious and awkward. It felt like what had happened, had happened to someone else. Reginald didn’t exactly make shaved it better by incessantly asking if I was big “okay?”. I was still so very tired, and just slept outside on a blanket, face shaded by a baseball cap, until everything had been packed up and we were ready to journey home. During the walk back, I was dragging my feet all way it seemed like. He then got bold, I don’t know if he was just horny or he wanted to prove he was going to keep our newly discovered by me secret but he started to stroke his cock through his trucks, he was hard in seconds and the top of his cock poked through the waist band, it was glistening and wet with pre-cum. We kissed for quite a while, nibbling on each other's tongues and lips and making love. She rolled her eyes, “Okay, get your jeans off.” The way it was perched so high in the air, it almost looked like Alex was inviting someone to mount her from behind. “It was nice to see you on TV with that whore that was hanging on your arm. Like, she was totally getting her Dirty Dancing on. I was starting to get restless - and fuck I was horny! Sarah put on an impish grin. Under the city ordinances we can enter any business considered to be a public nuisance, and if any business falls into that category it’s The Four Aces. I didn’t scream for long, and as everyone else watched he continued to eat me while I pulled at his hair. Shelby told Zimmel, nodding to Mary and Shelby she also winked out. My Bluetooth earphones have maintained the connection to my music but it’s quiet. A sense of dread was enveloping Jessie with each passing moment. "But you really like to suck cock don't you Mrs. oral C.?" This was a scene I would never forget. Warrick slipped his hands up his daughter’s back and caressed her. She got up of the ground next to the bed and mounted my cock. Three things can happen upon a girl reaching her twelfth birthday. “That’s it!! When Mr. Big finally arrives, he is not wearing a mask. After a minute or so, I told them, “Sorry boys, but we really do have to go.” And I practically pulled Sharon away. But, I felt that this was enough advancement for this time and so we kissed firmly and parted reluctantly on both of our parts. My mind began to go blank in the heat of it, aware only of the piercing invasion, the depth of her defilement, then college the stretching of my exit. Anita was standing at the shaved front counter talking with the manager when she first saw Sandy crawling towards her. It appears that we will need identities big in order to also have the identification badges. Such a beautiful cunt, he thought. She was gorgeous, too. So beautiful, and so powerful, and this man didn’t have a chance. "Maria, did you say 'Holes.'?" Her eyes took on a serious look and she arched one brow as if questioning. The pain was black intense, a pain Helen recognised as a cane or a riding crop, so different from the whip, so much more intense.