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Ali picked up the house collecting all the laundry, entering his daughters room he was hit with 2 smells he had never smelled in there before. The first was of something that was cooked, but not something he had smelled before. The other was the distinct smell of sex. He knew his daughter was waiting until marriage...could have Jai used her room to have some hussy over? As he picked up her room he came across her ripped tank top she was wearing last night. He thought to himself that was strange...and texted his daughter Hey what happened to this tank top he continued cleaning and came across her soaked ripped panties. He took a picture and sent it to his daughter Sweetie did something happen, are you okay?

Jai held Sara's head down as he deposited his load deep in her throat forcing her to swallow her first ever cumshot in her mouth. She gagged but was able to keep it down. She again cleaned his cock of spit and semen not forgetting the balls. She felt the car turn into a driveway as she lifted her head. She was groggy from the H, but didn't understand why they were at a house. "Whe-where are...where...hmmm... J?" She slumped against him.

J pulled her head back by her hair. "Just a pit stop one I'm sure you'll enjoy."

The door opened behind her, and she felt Kareena take her hand gently pulling her out of the car. Sara wobbled on her feet, struggling with her balance. Kareena put her arm around Sara and walked her to the house. They stopped to knock, before the door opened to a man who must have stood 6'5, and was shirtless. His steel worker's gut stuck out proud like the whole world should praise it. He wasn't pleasant to look at, his teeth yellowing and missing a few. An unkempt beard and unpicked afro. His cloth shorts barely reaching his knees and barely containing his bulge. "Ahh you finally made it, thought you were going to be here hours ago."

"Sorry my nephew wore the whore out too much last night. She needed to get her beauty sleep." Kareena explained to the large black man.

The man reached out grabbing Sara's chin making her look up, breaking the eye staring contest she was having with his bulge. She smiled at the man "Damn you-you're so tall. And is that a gun in your pocket?"

The man laughed a deep baritone laugh. "Oh you'll get to find out soon enough sweetie. Please come in all of you and we can talk business." He opened the door wider as the 3 guest entered. The house smelled of old food, smoke, mildew, and garbage. The floors were dingy and stained; the furniture was ripped and in disrepair. Sitting on the couch was another fat black man. He was around the same age 45ish, and in no better state of cleanliness than the other guy.

Kareena felt disgusted yesterday when she was here but it was a necessary evil for her plan. She led her step-daughter into the room and let her collapse to the floor. Her dress riding up revealing that she wasn't wearing panties. Kareena turned to Jai, "J this is Oscar, and the guy sitting down is Emmitt." With pleasantries exchanged Kareena explained to him that they would be supplying them with H and the aphrodisiac for the whore.

Oscar looked down at Sara's exposed ass, "I see you brought the whore ready to do business." He reached down sliding her dress up a little more as it snapped over her thick ass.

Sara moaned at his touch, as it sent electric shocks throughout her body. She looked up at the tall black man, smiling and focused on his growing bulge.

Kareena "Ahem don't touch the merchandise until we figure out the payment." Kareena had a stern don't fuck with me look. "She's a young sexy harlot and since both of you will be using her I expect an ounce."

Oscar circled the eager damsel checking over the goods like a farmer looking over prized cattle. He ran his fingers through her hair yanking a little, eliciting a moan from Sara. He lifted her tits and watched as they bounced but stayed firm. He squeezed and smacked her ass, again another moan. Oscar hummed and hawed, then turned to Kareena "You're right she is grade A. But what happens when you run out of drugs to keep her a mindless slut. I'll give you a half ounce of both. It's the only offer"

Kareena knew he'd want to negotiate a lower amount, which is why she went high. "I believe that's a fair enough deal."

Oscar pulled out the 2 sets of 4 baggies and passed them to Kareena. "Now let's get you used slut." He reached down grabbing Sara's hair and half dragging her to the couch as he sat down in front of her. He pulled her face up enjoying how dolled up the slut looked. SMACK His palm connected with her face. SMACK The back of his fingers slapped across her face. "You're just a stupid fucking whore who needs cock huh?"

Sara was shocked at the slaps, tears welling in here eyes, but she smiled and nodded to him. SMACK "SMACK* The slaps landed again. Sara was confused isn't that what he wanted.

Oscar spit in her face. "You fucking whore, you speak to me when I ask you something. Now what are you?"

Sara was so turned on she squeezed her legs together trying to put pressure on that itch. "Oh god sir, I'm a stupid fucking whore, who- who yearns for cock, big black cocks." She slid her hands up his legs, and they merged on his barely contained monster. She wrapped both hands around the cock. "Mmm yes its so big sir." She started pumping up and down, she could feel the warmth emanating through his thin shorts.

"Bwhahaha thats a good whore." He looked at Kareena, "You white sluts are so easy give you a taste of chocolate and your pussy starts controlling you."

Kareena nodded annoyed but also knowing inside it was true. She watched her step-daughter stroke the covered cock while kissing the tip through cloth. Kareena was repulsed with herself. Oscar was a disgusting, vile man, but she was eager to see the monster fighting to get free, her pussy was getting wet in anticipation. She made a mental note to talk with Ali about another trip to the city. She watched Sara use her teeth to pull down the shorts. His cock springing free, it was a monster 11" long and as thick as an adult wrist. Kareena let a gasp escape.

Oscar looked over at Kareena, "So the mommy likes the dark meat too huh slut?" He stroked it as he watched Kareena stare at it. "Mesmerized huh?" He started ticking his cock back forth clicking his tongue. He felt Sara grab it and start licking and kissing the head. "Awww, looks like it will have to be next time as we already got ourselves an eager cunt." He ran his hands through Sara's hair rubbing his saliva covered cock all over Sara's face.

Sara loved how he treated her, she loved his fat cock, shorter than Jai's 12, but much thicker. She felt Emmitt near her now. She reached over and started caressing his bulge, while stroking and licking Oscar's cock. She felt him run a hand down her back sending chills throughout her body. She shivered and pushed her mouth down over Oscar's head. Her lips stretching, straining her mouth. It was so painful, but she had to pleasure him, he was after all the supplier of her euphoric high.

Emmitt wasn't as big as Oscar or even Jai, but he got the lucky break of being Oscar's friend. Oscar liked to use his female customers girls or girlfriends of his customers. But he was so big most girls couldn't handle at first. That's where Emmitt came in, he was the stretcher, he would fuck the girls first. His 9" long 6" thick cock would get them open then Oscar would give them what they really craved.

Sara felt Emmitt's hand slide up her butt crack and lifted the skirt up higher. SMACK "Would you look at this ass, all that muscle and it still jiggles." SMACK "Mmm mmm, God how does a beauty like you become a whore like this." He pulled his pants down and lined up his cock. He slid it in, and although there was resistance it was apparent that a bigger cock had been there earlier today. He slid his cock all the way in bottoming out just as he touched her cervix. He held it there as the whore moved her ass and hips, grinding on his cock. He slapped her ass as she twerked like a good slut.

Kareena loved what she saw. It was only yesterday Sara was believed to be a virgin and here she was being spit roasted by 2 large older black men. But the best part was the slut was eager for it. The sex drug really worked, but Kareena could tell it wouldn't be long before Sara was doing this whore act without assistance. She leaned over to Jai and whispered in his ear, "You did good honey."

Jai just nodded holding the camera steady watching his step-cousin get used by too pathetic fat men. It was clear she didn't care about degrading herself as long she got her chocolate treat. He watched the 2 men shove in at the same time. They both held it there as she gagged and writhed around. Jai didn't know if he should be existed or disgusted.

Sara was in heaven she couldn't get enough of Oscar's monster cock. She was happy with Emmitt's, but she was eager to feel Oscar in her. She was doing her best to get Emmitt to come soon to get them to switch. He felt him tensing up and slamming into her when he abruptly stopped. He grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet. He twisted her around and placed her sitting in Oscar's lap. Sara was now face to cock with Emmitt she took him all the way in no problem. She felt Oscar feeling around, and she lifted her hips for him.

"I know whore you're eager to get a real man's cock." He rubbed his thick head between her lips and over her clit. "You'll get what you crave slut, In my time not yours." He smacked her ass hard, listening to the whimpers and moans muffled by the cock in her mouth. He continued to slide his cock in her juices, as his finger probed at her ass.

Sara whimpered but knew they would turn to moans soon. She felt him pick up her ass then plowed it in her. He made it 6" before her body couldn't take it anymore. She pulled the cock out of her mouth and screamed in pain.

SMACK Emmitt slapped her face, "Don't you ever pull me out of you unless instructed." SMACK He grabbed her hair and shoved his cock back in just as Oscar slammed another 3 inches, ramming Sara's cervix hard. She gasped and whimpered but like a good whore never took Emmitt's cock out of her mouth.

Oscar picked her up and down, slamming her on his cock before letting her taking over. He reached around grabbing her tits releasing them from their tight cage. He pinched them hard enough to make her cry out. He loved the sound of the whore's cries, and how quickly they turned to moans. It was clear this young slut loved to be abused.

Sara started grinding, and twerking on Oscar. His cock stretching her so much she felt like she was going to split open. She took his free hand and rubbed her clit with it. She wanted to have an earth shaking orgasm on this cock and it was so close. Her moans grew deep and guttural and just as she gasped hitting her apex Emmitt slammed his exploring cock down her throat. She gagged and swallowed, gagged and swallowed. The cum was just too much it started dribbling out the sides of her mouth catching on her tits.

Emmitt pulled out of her and lifted a cum covered tit to her mouth. She started licking without being asked, and then cleaned the other. He felt her pull him forward again cleaning his cock like a good slut.

Oscar watched all of this take place, and he realized how much of a trained whore she really was. He used a lot of drug addicted sluts, but none so submissive, obedient, degraded, and slutty as this one. He told Emmitt to prepare a needle. He pounded into the whore harder and faster. He listened to her moan and beg. He couldn't take it anymore, he stood up briskly and bent her over. She was on her tip-toes as he plowed into her over and over and over, pulling on her slender hips using them to batter ram into her.

Sara wasn't able to handle it, the orgasm blasted through her body, the guttural moans almost sounding demonic "Oh god fucking yes you big cocked King destroy my little white pussy, blow your load deep into my fertile cunt. Ooo-aaagh, jesus fuck yes, harder, make me useless to all other men."

Oscar tensed and gripped her hips as he slammed into her he held her there, his cock pressing against her cervix as he unloaded in her. Stream after stream filling her young tender pussy. He pulled out of her and pushed her to the floor.

 

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Sara heard and felt the pop as Oscar pushed her down. She crawled over to him and gripped his cock in her hand. She kissed the tip twice. She told the cock she loved it. She leaned in kissing it again as her tongue darted out slurping at the cum trickling out of the pulsating hole. She took him in her mouth again sucking at her juices, her saliva, and his semen. She needed to clean him, she didn't want to disappoint her new King. As she cleaned, Emmitt took her arm and gave her a shot of H. The drug flooded her body, and she sank to the floor once she was done...fading away to the blissful high. "Good Sluts get rewarded." Oscar laughed.

Kareena watched her clean Oscar's cock, her pussy was wet. "Jai can you help this dirty slut get to the car, I need to speak to them about future endeavors."

Jai stopped the video and put his phone away. He stood up and helped Sara to her feet. He took her hand and scooped up the semen spilling out of her pussy and down her legs. He guided her hand to her mouth and made her eat it. "Wouldn't want your dad to see this now would we slut." She ate the last scoop, and Jai lead her to the Car. Kareena walked out 20 mins later, fixing her hair and shirt.

She got into the car, looked in the backseat. A smile crossed her face as she saw Sara in a long off stare, and rubbing her pussy. She started the Car and drove home. She killed the lights and got out of the car, praying Ali would be in the bedroom.

Jai got out and helped Sara out of the car. He helped her walk almost dragging her to the door. They followed in behind Kareena to lights on in the kitchen. Ali was sitting at the table.

" Where did you guys go, stores closed a few hrs ago." He did not look pleased.

Kareena looked back at Jai and head nodded to the upstairs. She turned back to her husband wrapping her hands around his neck. " Oh well we just stopped off at a bar. Had a few drinks, looks like Sara hasn't had much practice." Giggling as she kissed him deep, their tongues fighting for position.

Ali pushed on Kareena. "Hey Sara wait, are you okay I found some ripped clothes in your bedroom. And your room...it smelled funny almost like sex."

Kareena told Jai to continue on, as she turned back to her husband. "Oh sorry, Jai met a girl yesterday...those weren't Sara's clothes." She kissed and rubbed his bulge. "Yes honey he had an innocent girl in there who couldn't get enough of his black cock." She felt his cock grow. "He really turned her out, we picked her up today, and she sucked his cock in the back seat. But you're right he should have his own room. We will set it up tomorrow." She kissed him and took his hand leading him to their room.

Jai laid his step-cousin in her bed. The muffled sound of her parents foot steps passing by with the sound of giggling and squeals.

He walked to the end of the bed and pulled her to him with legs open. As he entered her he heard his aunt moan to her husband. "Ali do you like the taste if the man's cum?" He used me in the bathroom at the bar and God his cock was so thick and black." Jai fucked Sara harder and harder. She just laid their lost her high, a long way off. He listened to Kareena as she told her husband what a slut she was." He blew his load in her as Ali responded "Oh Kareena god I love you, I love that you're a cock addict. I love that you're open to being their whore. Oh baby I'm so glad you let me watch that first time."

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Jai cuddled into bed holding Sara. Wondering what happened the first time and wondering if Sara will love her surprise tomorrow.

Sara woke to the pinch in her arm. Her eyes slowly opened as the drug rushed through her body. The blissful high taking over her mind before she had a chance to comprehend the day.

"Morning sweetie," Jai greeted her, stroking her silky hair. "Had to calm you down early, couldn't have a repeat yelling like yesterday. Just a small dose of H." He ran his hand over her body, pushing on her tits as he grabbed them. "God baby you look so delicious, unfortunately your dad is home and he can't know...yet." he leaned in kissing her soft lips as they opened for him. He felt her hand wrap around his cock, her kiss getting more passionate.

Sara squeezed his cock and ran her delicate white fingers over his dark chocolate popsicle. She broke the kiss, leaning back and looking up into his eyes. "Please..." the whisper was full of lust and begging. Her eyes sad and batting, her bottom lip pouting.

Jai looked at the innocent whore craving his black cock, but he couldn't ruin this setup, he needed to wait. He pulled away from her, and walked toward her closet, leaving her whimpers behind him.

Sara slid her hand down her body to her burning triangle. She rolled to her back, opening her legs, her pussy on display in Jai's direction. She slid a 3rd finger in as she watched a naked Jai turn, his cock hidden by a zebra print tube top dress.

He ignored her sexual act. "Kareena bought this for you, she said you would look really nice in it." He stretched out the dress as he handed it to Sara.

Sara laid the dress on top of her and it barely reached from her tits to her Pussy. Laughing, Sara sat up, "I don't think this is going to fit." She stood up and it was clearly too short.

Jai didn't care he was only following directions. "Put the dress on slut, and hurry up about it."

"Do I at least get to wear panties?" Jai threw her a pair of white thong panties. She held them out and right in the middle was a spade with a Q inside. "Umm what is this?"

He smiled at her, watching her put them on. "It lets the world know you're a whore for the black cock." He looked at her pulling down on the dress trying to stretch it over her white panties.

Sara felt so exposed, if she pulled down her nipples popped out. If she pulled up most of the emblem was exposed, while her ass crack was on full display with no coverage. She nervously looked at Jai, "Is this all?"

Jai walked up to her. "Yes, Kareena has your shoes down stairs and she wanted to do your hair and makeup." He walked up to her and hooked her arm. They walked down the stairs together and headed for the kitchen table.

Ali choked on the bite he just took as he watched his daughter enter the room. The dress she was wearing was clearly new and looked like it belonged on a common street walker. He could see her cleavage straining to hold up the dress, and her panties almost completely exposed.

Sara sat down in front of him, groggy from the Drug and embarrassed by what she was wearing. "Morning daddy, how are you." Not making eye contact with him.

Ali didn't respond, had Sara looked up she would have caught her dad staring straight at her panties. The shocked look was of knowing but not understanding. Ali had seen the logo before, Kareena had worn lots of it, especially on her date nights with her lovers. However he could not comprehend why his innocent daughter would be wearing them. He cleared his head as he looked up at his daughter, " What do you think you're wearing, there is no way you are leaving this house in that."

"Daddy...I-I...umm...h-have...no cho-"

Kareena quickly interjected. "Oh honey don't be so hard on her. She wants to look good, and she clearly feels hot in the outfit." She walked up behind Sara and started playing with her hair. "Besides she's a beautiful girl, its high time she gets a boyfriend who will make her fall in love."

Sara felt her hair yanked back and held back a whimper. She felt Kareena lean down to her ear and whisper.

"Keep your mouth quiet, we got evidence of how much you love being a whore." Kareena started braiding Sara's hair, 2 braids splitting her head. Her hair was long and the braids made her look more young and innocent.

"Yeah daddy , I'm an adult, I can wear what I want." He caught her daddy looking down and she did her best to hide the emblem of her secret. Tugging at the hem, crossing her legs. Nothing helped it only made her feel more slutty.

Kareena turned Sara around in the chair and pulled out her makeup bag. She started applying the makeup as she felt the eyes of Ali boring into her. But she didn't stop, she wanted her to look perfect for her evening.

Ali fought back his anger at his wife. How could she side with Sara in this case, what was happening to his innocent daughter. He wanted her to be happy, but thought he had raised her to be smart, independent, and always in charge...now she just looked like she was begging for sex.

When Kareena spun Sara back around his jaw hit the floor. It was no longer his baby girl sitting their. It was a wanton slut seeking money. Her makeup almost looked clownish, but to a she'd look like she was advertising. Ali couldn't do it anymore, if she wanted to dress that way it was her choice, but he didn't have to witness it. He stood up, slammed his chair in and left the room.

Kareena smiled at her husband's discomfort, and watched as he walked out of the house. Kareena slid her hands down over her step-daughters tits, popping them out. "So the plan for tonight is to have her pick up a stranger at a bar, do you have a good black bar?"

Jai smiled at her, "Oh yes, it gets frequented by recently released convicts, she'll be the showstopper." He stood up and went and got her shoes. He came back with red transparent stripper shoes.

Sara was moaning at Kareena's assault on her tits squeezing her legs together. "Looks like the little slut shouldn't need any of the sex drug, but if she fights a little encouragement won't hurt."

Jai smiled, "I know I only gave her H this morning and she was practically begging to get fucked." He slid the shoes on Sara, and strapped them up, watching her dry hump the air.

Kareena stopped ignoring Sara's whimpers. She handed the drugs to Jai and some cash. "Get a hotel if need be."

Jai took the stuff and helped Sara to her feet. She wobbled a little but got her balance pretty quickly. He watched her walk the QoS emblem poking out with each step. He wanted to take her right there, but he wanted the boys at the bar to get first go at her. He couldn't help but tease her though.

Sara made it to the car, where Jai stood holding the door. He reached out to take her hand and help her in the car. He guided her in the car head first, his hand sliding down her body and cupping her ass. She stopped dead, she thought he was going to take her right there. She gripped the center console as she felt his warm strong hand rub over her pussy. "Mmm yes Jai take me right here, I need your cock."

Jai smiled knowing her body was getting accustomed to being pleasured daily and she hadn't had any today. He rubbed harder, digging his fingers into the slit through the panties as she humped his hand. He felt her hand slide under his and try to pull her panties aside. Jai immediately stopped and pushed her the rest of the way in the car. He shut the door behind her.

Sara whimpered as he watched him walk away. Her hand slid down massaging her slit. She moaned out his name begging him to come back. She heard the car door open and looked over. Except it wasn't Jai but Kareena who entered.

SLAP SLAP Sara's face stung from the hand landing flush on her cheek. "Who the fuck told you it was okay to do that."

"No one ma'am I was just really horny, I thought Jai was going to use me again."

SLAP "You will only touch yourself or have sex when given permission " Kareena couldn't help but notice Sara's legs opening and closing, rubbing against each other, and squeezing her thighs tight. SLAP "And to think you haven't even had any sex drug. You are turning into a good white slut."

Sara was unable to control her urges she needed some release, she looked to her step-mom "Please mommy, let me have release, my body is itching all over for an orgasm, please mommy."

Kareena smiled as she looked at her step-daughter writhing in the seat. "I do have something sweetie." Kareena dug out a vibrating sex toy. She reached over and rubbed Sara's pussy lubing up the toy and inserting it inside of her. Her pussy engulfed it, but the toy rested right on her g-spot. She started the car and pulled away. Looking at her daughter expectantly.

"Mommy it's not doing anything. Please mommy."

"We have a long ride be patience."

"But mo-" an electrical pulse shocked right into her g-spot cutting off her sentence. "Ooohhh mmmy, it oh fuck, yes, oh right there." Sara was humping the air, her legs shaking from the electrical pulse. Then as abruptly as it started it ended. Sara was breathing heavy, but the toy built up her orgasm but didn't give her release.

Kareena smiled at her, "Did you enjoy that slut."

Sara turned to her, panting hard, and nodded. "P-pl-please...more." She wanted to scratch the itch the toy had built in her, but she dare not touch herself without permission.

Kareena smiled, watching Sara's body slide around as she begged for more. "Not just yet sweetie, we don't want to spoil you for the bar."

Sara bit her lip, staring at Kareena. She started to calm herself, control her urges. She got her breath back and sat up straight. She smooth down her dress and turned toward Kareena "So mother tell me about th- -oh oh oooh god, mmm please yes, right, yes yes right there." the shock blasted through her relaxed body.

Kareena reached over and pulled out Sara's tits. Squeezing and pinching them roughly.

Sara looked into her eyes. "Please make me cum mommy." Sara closed her eyes she hated her step-mom so much but right now she wished she would push her over the edge. Sara squeezed her legs together, and started panting hard. Then it was gone...all the pleasure just stopped. No more stimuli to her g-spot, no more rough attack on her tits. Her eyes sprung open, staring at her step-mom. Cursing her mentally, why couldn't she just let her cum.

Kareena turned the car into a parking lot filled with motorcycles, tricked out cars, and fantasy foreign cars. She frequented this bar many times but never found the male guest to measure up. She smiled thinking of how Sara would handle it. She reached over sliding her hand under her dress, and inserting 2 fingers. Her thumb rubbed Sara's clit hard while the 2 fingers searched for the toy.

Sara was being tortured, up down, up down, her arousal was like a coaster. Now her step-mom was building it up before taking her into this bar. Sara bit her lip trying to control her urges, staring out the window at the flashing neon signs, a black spade with a Red Q, hotwife's welcome, and a white girl eating a long burnt black sausage. She heard the pop of the toy exiting her vagina, and hoped it wouldn't be empty for long.

Kareena stopped rubbing, pulled up Sara's dress and smiled at her. "You ready slut?"

Sara just nodded, her loins on fire. She slid out of the car, her panties on full display underneath the streetlight doubling as a spotlight. She stepped out to catcalls and whistles. She felt her step mom grab her hand and begin moving toward the door.

Kareena watched all the eyes follow her step-daughter. She was disappointed she got very few looks. Even at 39 she was still beautiful. She never had kids, so she never gained weight or as she saw it ruined her abs. Her ass was tight, and her breast barely sagged. Her blonde hair curly unlike her step-daughters but about the same length. She had some wrinkles, but closer to laugh lines. Her lips still full and eyes still piercing. She walked in her modest heals, happy the parking lot was paved. Her dress was more conservative, covering all the goods, but tight enough for people to know they were there. She had other ways of advertising, her dangling "QoS" earrings, and her drooping "BBC Lust" necklace that sat on her tits.

Sara entered the bar first. In the center was a dance floor raised about 4 feet above the floor. The built in bar surrounded the entire dance floor except the steps on each side allow people to sit and watch. Most of these seats were occupied by white men. Sara questioned why they would be there since all the women were hanging all over the black men. Kareena lead Sara to the corner bar to order drinks.

"Hello boi, can I get a "cock driver" for myself, and a "Slutty Temple" for my daughter.

The bartender a young boy no older than 21 took their orders. Sara looked quizzically at him, he seemed so familiar. But she couldn't figure out from where.

Kareena smiled looking at the young man. She knew he had been broken by his ex-girlfriend, watching her take black man after black man. Now he gives his own body to the black man. Wearing only a Jack of Spades speedo he served their drinks.

Sara couldn't help herself, she knew him she just couldn't place him. "Excuse me sir, where do I know you from?"

Kareena laughed as The bartender Blushed. "Honey you remember Josh, he used to go to near by church every Sunday, was engaged to marry Bree?" She smiled at Josh, "Looks like he chose a different path in life."

Kareena walked away tugging Sara after her. "First of all we don't call the help sir, they are only known as boi. 2nd You might like Bree she can't get enough black men either."

Sara looked back at Josh wondering what happened to Bree, she was such a good girl, to get sucked into this lifestyle never seemed like her thing. She was pulled out of her thought by a hard smack on the ass. She whimpered at the smack, and looked back at a 5'10 black man a little chubby, but with a layer of muscle staring and smiling at her. "Oh h-hello sir."

"Well damn baby girl, haven't seen you around here before. Looks like you're real eager too." His eyes wandered up and down her body, taking in all the sights as he licked his lips. He strutted forward stopping inches in front of her. His hand reached out grabbing her hips, and pulling her into his body. "Why don't you and me grind our bodies on the dance floor.

 

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Sara looked up into his hard eyes. They looked so strong and confident. She looked over his body, his white Shirt unbuttoned leaving his hairy dark chest on display. His black dress pants silky and tight. She reached up running her hands through his chest hair. "Mmm I think I'd love to dance with you, as long as its okay with my mom?"

The black man looked to Kareena and laughed. "This slut?" Spanking and grabbing Kareena's ass, "She ain't got no say round here. Soon she'll be on her knees begging to get fucked as she sucks a few cocks. Ain't that right sweetheart?"

Sara looked to Kareena, and watched her nod. She was intimidated by this strong man, and it made Sara so horny to see her step-mom show weakness. "Well that settles it, guess I'm your next dance partner." She held out her hand as the black man took it and lead her to the dance floor. His other hand reaching behind her and grabbing and squeezing her ass.

Kareena watched her step-daughter climb the steps the man's hands all over her ass, lifting her dress exposing her bare ass to the bar. Kareena wished he would have taken her instead. The way he groped her ass made her pussy start to moisten. She looked around hoping one of them would choose her, but unfortunately there were too many young girls who were eager to be fucked.

Sara didn't feel quite comfortable in the stripper shoes, but the black man didn't really need her to dance only grind. Her bare ass was pulled into his pelvic region as she moved her ass up and down, not exactly twerking, but she could feel it was getting the job done. His right hand had moved up to her tit pulling it out. She felt embarrassed as other patrons stared at her exposure, some ignoring their own girls. She couldn't help noticing the white men around the dance floor watching her too. They looked so creepy watching her like a hawk, she felt scared of them. Luckily she felt safe in this black man's arms almost like he was protecting her from them.

Sara pushed her ass hard into him as she felt his left hand slide over her soaked pussy. She ground her ass into him then pushed into his hand. She wanted release, as it had been building up since this morning. She wanted him to take her here and now, she didn't care how the others looked at her. The men would enjoy the show for sure, some were already rubbing themselves. She leaned her head back to his chest, "Fuck me!"

The black man slapped her pussy, eliciting a moan. "You are such a good young girl, you love being a black cock slut huh baby?" He started roughly rubbing her pussy.

Sara was starting to lose control. She leaned her whole body into him as she spread her legs wider. She gyrated her hips pumping hard into his hand.

Finally the man couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed her hand and quickly pulled her off the dance floor and into the bathroom.

The stalls were full. Sara could see knees on the floor, black legs standing behind ones thrusting forward, and white ones straddling black ones. Sara couldn't believe the debauchery, how could so many women in the area be easily used by black men. She was pushed up against the sink facing the mirror. She smiled at the man standing behind her, feeling his hand slide in her panties. "Oh god yes sir give me your black cock."

The black man was eager, he wanted this young cunt stretching around his cock. He pulled her panties down, and shoved 3 fingers in her wet hole. As the young slut humped his fingers he unzipped his pants pulling out his black cock. He pushed Sara forward, bending her slightly at the waist. Her tight ass pushed back and he shoved his cock in the eager pussy. Burying it full inside her. "That's a good girl take my fucking cock."

Sara felt him shoved it in, and start thrusting in and out of her. Sara didn't understand why he didn't shove it all the way in, why was he teasing her, why wouldn't he want to abuse her cervix like the other men. "Fuck, please sir give it all to me, fuck me hard, batter my cervix."

The black man thrusted hard and harder, trying to get deeper and deeper, but it was of no use he had no more to give. He couldn't reach any further, nor open her up anymore. His cock barely touched her sides as it was now. He yanked on her hair, turning her head for a kiss. "Fuck you little slut, your pussy is so loose."

Sara whimpered, started rotating her hips, hoping to feel more of him, but he just couldn't scratch her deep itches. "Please sir, please give me more. I need to cum, I need to feel you deep inside of me."

The black man was getting angry, he couldn't please this slut like he wanted to, the other men were looking on, openly commenting on how he wasn't man enough. He pushed hard on her back, slamming her torso onto the skin. He started ramming her, as he spanked her ass. "Ugh, what the fuck slut, moan for me."

But Sara didn't care all he was doing was making her hornier, he couldn't put out her fire. She just took his thrust, no noise escaping her, she just hoped he would finish soon.

The black man in his anger stopped controlling himself, he thrust harder, yanked on her hair rougher, and slapped her ass with stinging pain. It wasn't long before he tensed up and plowed his cum inside of her. He held his cock inside her until it emptied. He then turned Sara around and pushed her to her knees.

Sara looked at the small black cock that was unable to pleasure her. It was maybe 6 inches and not very thick. Sara was confused, she was lead to believe all black men were well endowed. She took the small worm in her mouth, cleaning it like a good slut. She licked the small shaft, and sucked all the cum and juices off. When he finished he pulled up his pants and left, leaving her there on her knees, unsatisfied.

Sara hurried to her feet pulling up her thong. She straightened her dress and left the bathroom. She felt so dirty as the man's cum leaked out of her into her flimsy thong. She made her way back to her table to find her step-mom chatting with a rather large black man. He must have been around 6'6. A thick beard, and bald head. His dark skin blended in with the bar lighting.

The contrast of Kareena's light skinned arm was easily noticeable as it disappeared into his pants. Kareena was doing her best to please him as she stroked. But the man couldn't peel his eyes away from the young beauty, dressed like a slut in front of him. They wandered her body then burrowed deep into her eyes,

Sara couldn't move, the man's gaze had her stuck and the scene was getting her aroused. She watched as her step-mom stroked harder and faster under the fabric of the pants. She watched her lean in and kiss his neck and nibble on his ears. But the man never looked away from Sara.

Kareena didn't understand why the slut didn't move, she could have any guy or all of them here, why did she have to steal hers.

The guy reached out his hand and taking the young beauties hand he pulled her into the booth. His hand moving around her shoulder grabbing her tit. "Mommy why don't you pull out this cock for your sweet daughter."

Kareena stared daggers at her step-daughter then she reached over and unbuckled the handsome man's pants. "Sara this is Tommy, he just got out of prison yesterday." Kareena pulled out a mediocre sized dick maybe 7" if he was lucky, but the thickness resembled those novelty large pencils.

Sara looked on in anticipation as the cock came out. "Mmm baby do you need me to suck it to its full size?"

Tommy was disappointed but also didn't care. "Yeah you try that slut." Laughing, grabbing Sara's head and pushing it down on his cock.

Sara felt it enter her mouth, slipping easily past her lips and just entering her throat. Her head was roughly pushed and pulled. The guy had no care for her comfort or pleasure. She tried her best to also pleasure him with her tongue or lips, but her face being rammed repeatedly into his pelvic bone made it difficult. The more it continued Sara realized his cock was apparently at full mast. Why are all these guys so average she thought to herself.

Kareena watched on, her panties getting soaked. She wanted to slide over and start kissing Tommy. She wanted to feel his muscles with her lips. She wanted to slide down and replace her step-daughter. Unfortunately in this bar, the black men do the choosing, and at the moment Tommy only cared about this stupid born-again slut.

Sara felt the miniature snake swell in her mouth. Her tongue pressed against the Urethra as his onslaught on her mouth became more urgent. His strokes with her mouth became harder and more deliberate. Finally he slammed in and held it there. Her tongue could feel the semen flowing to the head, and then her throat felt the splash of the hot salty liquid. She gulped down the couple of loads Tommy produced.

Tommy felt the easy white slut suck and lick him clean. He waited until she was finished before existing the booth. "I hope to see you again slut, don't be a stranger here." He walked away ignoring, or maybe just forgetting about Kareena.

Sara smiled over at Kareena "So who did you find for -." The slap came quick cutting off her sentence. She didn't even see it, but the stinging of her cheek was real. Through tears in her eyes she looked hatefully at Kareena.

"Don't give me that look slut. You want to be the attention whore, here I can help with that." Kareena grabbed the sluts arm. She pulled out two needles.

"No, no please, I enjoy it, I don't need those drugs anymore...please, please don't."

"Oh I can tell slut, but I want to see how you do with the drug." She injected the sex drug first, then immediately followed by the H. She let Sara's arm go, "Now go dance slut."

Sara did as she was told. She pushed herself to wobbly legs. She stumbled to the dance floor, bumping into a few men. She felt their arms wrap around her, helping her to the dance floor. It was clear they knew what time it was. By the time she reached the floor she had caught the interest of 5 men.

The group climbed the steps, and pushed her into the waiting arms of 4 more guys, all who decided to ignore the girls they had brought up there. They pawed at her body, pulling her tits out, squeezing her ass, rubbing her pussy.

Sara was on fire, the 2 drugs sending her libido to the stratosphere. She ground her body into the mauling hands as she beckoned the other 5 to join them with her own hands.

They all hustled over, finding a spot to touch. She begged them to use her, take her roughly, make her a fucking black cock whore. They all obliged pulling at her panties leaving only her bunched up dress at her hips. Their fingers started dipping into her vaginal hole and her anus surprising her. She bucked a little trying to inform them that was off-limits. But the men didn't care, there were too many of them, that hole had to be used.

Sara felt the pressure from the finger again at her anus. She writhed and wriggled trying to stop them. But too many men held her in place and she felt the finger poke through. She was being finger banged in both holes, and it was driving her nuts. "Oh god fuck yes, fuck that feels so -" a finger inserted into her mouth shut her up quickly.

"Good bitch, no one wants to here you talk."

Sara could only moan around the fingers as they invaded her mouth and throat. The finger was removed from her pussy and replaced by a cock that slid easily in. Not again, why can't one of them have a big cock she thought in despair. The pressure and wetness on her ass made her jump pushing into the cock using her pussy. She was now glad to know none of them were big, as her anal cherry popped open as the slender cock slid in. She was pistoned back and forth, unable to even stand on her own legs.

 

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Her tits were pinched and bit as she deep throated the fingers fucking her mouth. She felt another hand slide down her stomach finding her clit. She started humping his hand, it giving her the most pleasure. She felt the cock in her pussy tense, and slam hard in, exploding a load into her. The warm liquid started to move toward her opening as the cock was pulled out, but before it could escape it was pushed back up with another stubbing feeling cock.

The men were turning into animals fighting over who got next, who got to molest what part of her body. The guy in her ass pulled her into him, as he drove his cum shot into her. He pulled out, and walked away. She was clearly being used for their pleasure and not hers.

Sara felt the cock slide out of her ass. She was pulled to the floor on top of a new guy who easily slid into her ass. Could this guy actually be smaller. She felt her hair yanked and pulled and then a cock enter her mouth. The guy roughly used her head, slamming harder and harder into her mouth. She fought the urge to puke, as his skinny cock triggered her gag reflexes. But he was quickly finished, she swallowed the small load he blew.

Kareena watched her daughter take another cock in her mouth. She laughed seeing the size of each cock, knowing her step-daughter was getting very little pleasure from her public display of sluttiness. Her vision was abruptly blocked by a large black man. 6'8 275, his shirt stretched tight around his muscles. His well kept dreads framed his clean shaven flawless face. She looked into his dark demanding eyes.

"So you like watching your daughter be used by black men?"

"She's my step-daughter and she stole a guy away from me earlier so I'm happy to see her used like the slut she is."

"Ah the evil step-mom snd a woman scorned huh?" His smile bright and inviting spread across his. "That had you furious huh? But did he have a cock like this?"

Kareena looked down at the black anaconda sitting on the table. She stared at it, mouth hung open, drool starting to pool on the table. She would never be able to guess it was in circumference, and pushing " in length. She slid out of the booth and fell to her knees.

The stranger turned to her, and rubbed his cock all over her face smearing her makeup. "Looks like mommy dearest is also a little slut." His hands slithered under her straps and pulled out her full tits.

The large globes bounced out, Kareena happy to feel them free of the tight fabric. She enjoyed it even more when he delicately squeezed and pinched her nipples. The moans escaping her lips as her hands replaced his on his cock. She stroked with both hands as she continued rubbing his cock all over her face. She passed it over her wet lips, kissing and licking as she did. She moaned at the taste flooding her mouth.

"You know I always like to sit back and find the neglected sluts, they work the hardest once they get chosen." He laughed looking down at the old broad debasing herself for him. He ran her hands through her hair as he yanked it tenderly eliciting another moan.

Kareena loved the way he touched her, loved the way he was treating her, but she was craving the feeling of being treated like a slut. She wanted to be smacked, nipples twisted and pinched, hair ripped on, gagged, titty fucked. Her body needed it. She squeezed her tits together and spat on them. She placed his full cock between her tits and starting moving up and down, stroking his enormous cock with her flushed soft tits. She lowered her head, her tongue flicked out each time the black mushroom tip protruded out from her cleavage. She lapped at the precum before pursing her lips and stretching them around the chocolate blow pop.

The stranger ran his fingers through her curly blonde hair. He smiled down at the middle aged woman her happiness evident in her eyes. His hand stroked her face as it slide down to her full melon tits. It found her pink small areola, and the tender hard aroused nipple poking out. He gently rubbed it between his fingers listening to her moan around his cock. He watched his long black cock slide between her tits. The head burrowing out only to be devoured by her greedy mouth. His smile turned devious. As his hands entwined in her hair.

Kareena felt the pull on her hair, her head yanked back. She was pulled to her feet, spun around, and pushed roughly into a bar table. She was caught from falling by the Strangers hands strong meaty hands digging into her waist. He pulled her back into his pelvis. She felt the black harpoon pressing against her dress creating a tent poking out in the front. Kareena reached down and caressed that tent with both hands. It quickly disappeared.

The Stranger pulled his cock back, his hands digging at her tight dress clinging to the old sluts skin. Kareena reached back in time rolling the dress up preventing him from ripping it. He didn't waste time in saving the red fabric wedged in her tight ass, he just yanked and ripped. With a snap there was nothing stopping him from impaling the eager white slut. He lined his cock at the wet inviting hole. "Now fuck slut."

Kareena felt him pressing in her hole, but not go any further. She wanted him to fuck her, take control, demolish her with that battering ram. But he wouldn't move. She wiggled her ass, and then, unable to contain it anymore, pushed back. The head was so big, her lips ached from being stretched. She gritted her teeth and squeezed the table. She grunted as she was being violated, and torn. She'd been used by many large cocks, but never of this magnitude. The head popped in and she moaned out lifting her head. Locking eyes with Sara.

Sara looked down envious of the moans coming from her step-mom. The men pummeling away at her full vagina and ass were no longer big enough to be felt. She was no longer receiving pleasure, she was just finishing the act. She was down to her last 2 men and not one of them could make her orgasm, or reach the deep itch begging to be scratched. She felt the man in her pussy tense up at the same time as the one in her ass. She squeezed between them as they both slammed into her. She felt the spurts as they unleashed the final loads in her. They quickly pulled out using her body to clean their cocks. She collapsed on the stage wanting to rest. However she was yanked to her feet, the semen leaking out of holes, and draining down her body from other locations the men decided to use as target practice. Her hair was a mess and her makeup streamed down her face. She looked beat up, the look of a slut just used by 9 men.

A man raised her hand and twirled her in a circle. "Who wants the honor of cleaning this young black cum queen." Bids started to be yelled out, the numbers quickly rose into 4 figures. She was walked around, bent over in front of prospective bidders. It finally came down to 2 white bois. A young white boi maybe 19, and a distinguishing looking fellow pushing 60. He raised it another 1000 and won the bid. Sara was walked over in front of the winner and when she looked closer she couldn't believe her eyes.

Kareena watched with a look of satisfaction, as the look of shock spread across Sara's face. The winning bidder was Sara's priest. Kareena's laughter was mixed with moans of pleasure, as The Stranger continued to bruise her cervix, as her hair was yanked back being used as leverage. She watched the scared Sara sink to her bottom, her legs spread wide in front of him.

Sara looked at the lustful face of her lifelong priest, priest Alan Evans. His hands slid up her legs as she scooted her apple bottom towards him.

"Well Ms. Sara it looks like you have sinned." Pulling her the last few inches The priest gripped her thighs hard spreading them further apart. "I must cleanse you my daughter." His head dove into the cum filled, stretched, and red pussy.

Kareena screamed out as The Stranger sent her hard through her climax. She pushed back on his hips trying to ease the drilling, but it was no use she was unsteady and he was much stronger. She begged him to slow down, take it easy, be gentle, but he laughed at every request and hurt her more. So she accepted her fate and took the beating. She enjoyed the orgasms that washed over her, and watched the priest lap at the young blonde haired beauty. His sucking and lapping sounds could be heard in between Kareena's moans and screams.

The priest shoved his face into Sara's gooey snatch. He slurped at the liquid draining out of her pussy. "Mmm Sara your are the perfect slut, made for the black man to use, and the white boi to clean you up after." He flicked at her swollen clit, listening to her sighs of pleasure. The taste of semen consistently salty but he could tell it was multiple men. He smiled and moaned at his lucky day. He thought of Bree up on this same stage, and missing out on the winning bid to a college professor who sat next to him. He watched all that cum being eaten and vowed never to let one of his young parishioners get cleaned by another.

Sara leaned back enjoying the feeling of The priest's mouth and fingers. She wondered how long he had been doing this, and if he had cleaned any of her fellow church goers. She felt the cum being sucked from her pussy, she was hoping he would get it all. She reached down and ran her fingers through his hair. Her hips rose slowly at first but soon sped to a fast moving wave. She ground into his mouth, spreading the fluid mixture all over his face. She moaned, thinking of how pathetic The priest was, cleaning another man's cum from her pussy. How he could never have a chance to touch a beauty like her in any other way. "Oh God priest, you're so pathetic, lusting over your delegation, especially us young women." She laughed out loud as she held his face in her sweaty and creamy lips. "I bet you even stroked your cock to me. Well let me feed you the cum of many gods." She leaned back and listened to his moans as she humped his face. She titled her head to the side and watched Kareena beg for The Stranger to cum.

Kareena gripped the table, her milky tits swaying and bouncing with each thrust. The sound of skin slapping filling the bar, The Stranger jack hammered her beaten hole. She wanted him to stop, she needed him to finish. Her pussy hurt, her legs were cramping, and her body felt weak. "Oh please baby...please, please...baby cum for me, shoot your loud in me" The tears of pain streaked her mascara down her cheeks. "Pleeeaase baby, just fucking cum for me, fill me up." Finally he tensed up, his cock swelling and stretching her even more. He pulled all but the head out, and slammed the black pole hard into her cervix, the cum blasting out filling her vagina. She could feel the thick liquid sliding out her hole and down her legs. Even more rushed out as his cock slid out with a pop. She felt The Stranger lift her leg then the other. She felt the panties being pulled up, helping to contain the escaping baby batter. She looked down and on the front it read 'I was fucked by Big John'.

"Wow those look good on you mother." Sara had finally gotten off the stage. The priest deemed her saved. "So you auctioning off your creampie?" Her eyes were distracted by The Stranger's glistening cock.

 

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Kareena laughed "Oh no this pie is for your daddy." She looked back to the object of Sara's lust. "You like what you see huh slut?"

Sara smiled, "Yes Ma'am." She then looked to The Stranger. "Well you must be Big John, please sir I need to feel you inside me."

"Sorry hoe, I don't fuck the pass around girls." With that he grabbed his clothes and walked toward the stage. Grabbing a younger looking boi and guided his head to his cock. The white boi willingly accepted his role and proceeded to clean the black god.

Sara whimpered as he walked away. She was not satisfied. Her pussy was beaten raw, but she never came and was hornier than ever. She looked to Kareena who found a chair, and sat down. She looked exhausted, in pain, but completely satisfied. Sara looked around the bar and realized no one cared about her anymore. They were both old news, her because of how many men just used her, and Kareena because none of the guys could fill the gaping hole Big John turned her vagina into.

Kareena looked at the little lost slut, searching for the man that could please her. "Alright, we need to get back, we don't want your daddy's desert to dry up." She grabbed Sara's arm walking her out of the bar. They got in the car, Kareena reinserting the vibrator in her step-daugters pussy. She set the feature to vibrate for 30 seconds, then rest for 3 mins. Sara was being tortured the whole way home. Unable to get comfortable before the toy went off, but unable to reach climax with how short it lasted.

They pulled into the drive way, and Kareena helped Sara out of the car. Her dress still intact, but her pussy bare. She was hoping to sneak by her dad watching TV. Kareena was her life saver going in first.

Sara watched from around the corner as Kareena walked up to her dad giving him a deep kiss. She then sat on the coffee table in front of him spreading her legs. Her dress was pulled up around her hips. Sara watched the smile spread across her dad's face as he read the decal on her panties. She watched him reach up pull her panties down, and bury his head in Kareena's snatch. Sara knew what he would see and taste. She wondered how he came to be like this, and how she never knew.

Finally her curiosity went away and she snuck up to her bedroom. She opened her door and to her surprise there was Jai slamming into a bent over lady, she must have been in her late 40's. "Wha-what is going on?"

They both looked back, Jai not stopping. "Oh just fucking this slut."

"Please don't call me a slut, you're the only guy I have let fuck me since I married my husband few years ago. I don't know what overcame me today, I just got so hot, and horny."

He slammed hard into her 3 times, eliciting 3 deep grunts from the lady. "But after tonight I won't be the last." He drove deep into her and held it. The lady's body shaking. "We met at the coffee shop, we got to talking, and for some reason she got really horny. Started talking about never being with a black guy, and if the myth was true." Jai smiled a knowing smile at Sara. "So tonight you'll have to sleep in the guest room."

"But...I need -." Sara stopped, they no longer cared, and she was barely audible over the skin slapping and the ladies moans. Sara walked away thinking how many women will Jai corrupt while he's here.

She laid down in bed, still very much aroused, and unable to quench it. She tried rubbing herself, but it felt sore with no pleasure. She rolled over falling asleep, dreaming about being tortured sexually with no release...and having to watch Jai pleasure slut after slut.

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"Ooh, Daddy, he's putting it in me. It's so big, Daddy... So big."

Unable to believe what was happening, Ramdas laid on the hotel bed, struggling with his bonds and listening to his daughter's lust-filled voice as the guy named Bunny stuffed her pussy with his cock.

21-year-old Gouri was on her way to college and Ramdas had taken time off from work to drive her there. Taking the scenic route stretched the otherwise day-and-half drive into four short days with stops at various attractions they'd visited during past vacations; a kind of greatest hits excursion before she started college and grew up too much. The first two nights they'd stayed at hotel chains with the good wi-fi and free continental breakfasts. But this third night they were staying at a little mom-&-pop place with cottages rather than multiple floors. They'd stayed there in the past and knew it to be clean, with a little restaurant where they could get simple, homestyle meals.

It was during dinner that Ramdas had first noticed the three men who were presently molesting his daughter while he lay hog-tied. At the time there hadn't been anything special about the men, just a part of the 20 or so diners in the restaurant. Even the fact that they'd obviously admired Gouri didn't stand out, since men usually noticed her.

His daughter had sweet, girl-next-door looks and her long hair she'd inherited from her mother. She also had a petite, body with full B-cup breasts and a firm, round ass. In fact, she looked a lot like her mother had when Ramdas had first met her in college. They'd been married after graduating and started their lives together, quickly bringing Gouri into the world. And life had been good . . . until Gouri's mother had run off with some guy she'd met at work. Gouri had been eleven then, and Ramdas had raised her ever since as a single parent.

He'd protected her all those years.

But now he couldn't.

Now she was at the mercy of the three men.

Not that she seemed to be minding it too much.

Ramdas had worked hard to raise his daughter well and from all accounts he'd been successful. She'd ran track, got good grades, and had been accepted into a fine college. While he didn't fool himself into believing she was an angel and suspected she'd been sexually active for some time now, she hadn't been ended up pregnant.

And from what he was witnessing, his suspicions were justified.

After dinner they'd taken a walk on a trail through the woods behind the motel, laughing at the dozens of squirrels and oohing over a couple deer. Returning at dusk they'd walked past the three men sitting in front of another cottage, drinking beer and talking . . . and watching the father and daughter pass, their attentions mainly on Gouri.

After showering, Ramdas had donned the gym shorts he slept in and plopped into a chair to watch some TV while Gouri showered. When she reappeared, she had her hair pulled back in a sporty ponytail and was wearing a t-shirt with a pair of gym shorts. Ramdas couldn't help admiring the way the shirt followed the delicate curves of her pert, braless breasts and how the shorts hugged her ass. He told himself he shouldn't be looking at her that way, but he couldn't help himself, she just looked so much like her mother had at that age.

Sitting on her bed, Gouri messed with her phone while Ramdas watched TV.

Then came the knock on their door.

"Yea? Who is it?" Ramdas called, standing up and stepping over to the door.

"Yea, man. I dinged your car out here," a man's voice came through the barrier. "It ain't bad, but I wanted to maybe get your info to give my insurance company."

"Let me check it out," Ramdas said, opening the door.

Later he'd tell himself that that was where he'd made the mistake . . . that he should've peered out the window first. But he hadn't. And that gave the men the opening they needed.

As he was pulling the door open it was shoved hard from the other side, knocking him back, and the three men rushed in. At over six-foot, Ramdas was not a small man. He was in good shape too. But these guys were just as big . . . just as strong . . . and had the element of surprise as well as superior numbers on their side. While the first one through the door grabbed him in a chokehold, the second snagged up his legs, removing any leverage he might have found. The third slammed the door shut behind him as he dove at Gouri, wrapping her up in his arms and pinning her to her bed, his hand covering her mouth to silence her screams. The two holding Ramdas dropped him onto the other bed, Chokehold pinning him in place with his face buried in the mattress while the other guy bound his ankles with zip-ties. Then they pulled his arms behind him, zip-tied his wrists, and tied a gag over his mouth.

With him immobilized and gagged, the two men joined their friend in wrangling Gouri. Ramdas tried yelling at them to leave his daughter alone, but the gag made his curses muffled gibberish. With dread filling him, he struggled with the idea of rolling over . . . of turning his back to the scene. But he didn't know if that would be better or worse for Gouri and in the end he stayed where he was, telling himself that he was doing it for her, to offer her some condolence with his eyes.

And initially that was the reason.

But as things progressed his reason changed.

Dragging Gouri off the bed, the men stood her up. One of them stood behind her and pinned her arms there, while another stood to the side with his hand clamped over her mouth. The third guy stood in front of her, his eyes crawling down over her body.

Standing there, Gouri's body shuddered slightly and her fear-filled eyes darted over at her father. A few strands of her hair that had come loose from the ponytail during the tussle were stuck to her cheek.

"You are one beautiful little piece of ass," the one in front of her hissed. "Isn't she beautiful, Jai?"

"Fucking gorgeous, Bunny," the one holding her arms agreed.

"Ok, Sweetie, this is the deal," Bunny started. "First, Frank's gonna take his hand off your mouth and you are not gonna scream or anything. You're gonna be all kinds of quiet. Understand?"

Having turned her eyes to him as he talked, Gouri nodded meekly.

"Good. That's good," Bunny said. "But before he removes his hand I wanna make sure you understand. You start screamin' and I'm gonna smack ya real hard. You don't want that, do ya?"

Gouri slowly shook her head "no," a tear running down her cheek.

"Ok then." Bunny gave Frank a nod and the hand was pulled away from her mouth.

There was a long pause as they waited to see if she was going to behave. Which she did, the only sounds coming from her quiet sobs.

"That's a good girl," Bunny said, being convinced that she'd behave. "Now, what's your name?"

Taking a few deep breaths and sniffling, Gouri tried stifling her sobs.

"Look, Girl," Bunny pressed when she didn't answer, his voice strained. "I don't wanna hurt ya, so tell us your name?"

"Go-Go-Gouri," she stammered nervously, her frightened eyes darting between him and her father.

 

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"Gouri, huh," Bunny's tone relaxed and he brushed the hairs away from her cheek. "How old are you Gouri?"

"21," she whispered, trying to pull away from his touch.

"21," Bunny's fingers caressed her cheek. "You aren't a virgin, are ya?"

Gouri's cheeks grew red and her eyes shot over to her father. The embarrassment in them made him want to tell her that it was alright, to assure her that he wouldn't be upset with her. But the gag prevented him, so he tied saying it with his eyes.

"I asked if you're a virgin, Gouri!" Bunny demanded.

Her eyes snapped back to him, her bottom lip quivering.

"N-No," she whispered, her face falling, her eyes staring at the floor.

"So ya do have an idea of what's in store for ya, don't ya?"

After taking a shuddering breath she nodded.

"Good." Bunny cupped her chin and lifted her face. "And what do you think 'about me and my friends fucking your sweet little body, Gouri?"

Her lip quivered more as his lewd words filled the cottage.

"Ple-Please don't hurt us," she whispered, a couple more tears streaming down her cheeks. "Please."

"Well, Gouri, that really depends on you," Bunny told her. "If you behave yerself... let us have our fun without any drama, there's no reason we can't all go our separate ways afterwards."

"Pro-Promise?" She whispered.

Ramdas was proud of the courage she showed as she held his gaze, waiting for the answer . . . even if that courage was false.

"Yeah, Gouri. I promise," Bunny chuckled.

With that, the molestation of Ramdas's precious little girl began . . . the taking of her body that would show him just how much of a woman she had become and would make her whimper out such phrases as the one at the beginning.

As Bunny leaned in to kiss her, she tried turning away, her body tensing. But his hand on her chin and Jai pinning her arms behind her kept her in place. Pressing his lips against hers, Bunny slid his hand back to cuff the back of her head, holding her still. A second later his other hand came up to one of her breasts, his fingers squeezing and molding the pliant mound through her shirt.

Unable to do anything else, Ramdas lay on the bed watching while Frank walked over to the chair he'd been sitting in and spun it around. Taking a seat, the guy grinned as he too watched Bunny and Gouri.

After a few minutes Ramdas thought he saw some of the tension leave Gouri's body, her muscles seeming to soften, as her mouth opened to accept Bunny's tongue. Jai must have noticed this too as a moment later her arms rolled out to her sides, freed. They dangled there, her fingers tensing against the tops of her legs, while Jai strolled over to take a seat on the empty bed. Ramdas stared at his daughter in shock as over the next few minutes her response to grew in more animated; she started kissing him back, and her body shifted to push her breast into his hand. Then her hands tentatively lifted, as if to reach out to him. Midway they hesitated, then dropped back down, her fingers tensing at her sides some more before they hesitantly lifted partway again.

Recognizing the signs of her enjoying what was happening, he told himself that it was for their benefit. To allow the men to have their fun without any drama so that father and daughter would be left alone afterwards. After all, that's what Bunny had promised.

He didn't yet know all that would unfold to make him question this assumption.

But it didn't take long.

Movement in his peripheral vision drew his attention to Frank who was taking his boots and socks off. Then he stood up and pulled his shirt off before dropping his pants and underwear, releasing a semi-hard cock. Ramdas understood that while he, himself, was no porn star, he did have a larger than average cock. And from what he could tell, Frank was about the same size.

"Hey Bunny," Frank growled as he sat back down and began stroking himself.

It took a minute for Bunny to break the kiss. When he did pull away he smiled down at Gouri, his hands remaining in place, and she opened her eyes to return his gaze, her teeth catching her lip.

"You enjoyin' this?" Bunny chuckled, more of a statement than a question.

Instead of answering Gouri looked away, her eyes darting around the room until they froze on Frank and the now fully erect cock in his hand.

"You ever suck a cock, Girl?" Frank grinned over at her.

Again, she didn't answer. She just stood there, silently staring.

"Come on, Gouri," Bunny pressed, his one hand dropping away from her breast while the other slid down to cuff the back of her neck, using it to make her step toward his buddy. "Frank asked if you've ever sucked a cock before?"

A few steps later Gouri stood submissively before Frank, with Bunny towering at her side, his hand keeping hold of her neck. From the bed Ramdas's eyes instinctively slid down to where her engorged nipples were obviously poking at her shirt. While he figured he must have seen this before on a chilly morning, he'd never taken notice of it until now.

"So have ya?" Bunny insisted.

Lifting her gaze, she glanced over at Ramdas, a mixture of emotions in her expression, not the least of which was embarrassment.

"Don't worry about Daddy," Bunny chuckled. "He's gonna be seein' things that'll make anythin' you tell us unimportant."

"I-I tried a couple times," she whispered.

"She tried!" Frank laughed.

"What do ya mean ya tried?" Bunny asked.

"I-I... I wasn't very good," she whispered.

"Well, today's your lucky day," Frank grinned. "Cause I love teaching sweet lil' things like you how to suck my cock."

"Bu-But..." she seemed to start to protest.

"Remember, no drama, Gouri," Bunny reminded her, pressing down on her neck to force her to her knees between Frank's legs. As her hands came to rest on the man's thighs Bunny released her neck and moved over to sit in the room's other chair.

Gouri knelt there, gazing at Frank's cock, her expression showing uncertainty. After a moment he released himself to take her hand and draw it toward him. He only had to nudge it along though, as she quickly reached out for him and his hand came away. As her fingers wrapped themselves around his thick shaft a quiet sigh slipped past her lips and she started jerking on him.

"Not so rough, Girl," Frank grimaced. "Loosen yer grip a little and slow down."

Gouri's eyes shot up, a mixture of fear and apology in her expression. But she must have followed his instruction.

"That's better," Frank grinned, his hand reaching out to fill itself with her ponytail and pushing her face down toward his crotch. "Now lick it."

Looking up through the tops of her eyes, Gouri let him push her mouth to his cock. Then she laid her tongue against it and ran it up and down the rigid pole, her hand moving it around so she could lick the entire thing.

"That's good, Sweetie," Frank sighed. "That's real good. Lick the head... Roll yer tongue over it."

Brining her tongue to the cockhead she did as instructed.

"Oh yea," Frank smiled down at her, his eyes gleaming. "Put it in yer mouth."

Unceremoniously, Gouri slid her lips over his cockhead and down onto the first inches of his shaft. Stopping there, she looked up at him, questioning.

"Yea, that's good. Move yer tongue over it just like that, Sweetie. Oh yea. That's it," he sighed. "Just keep doin' that and I'll help ya with the rest."

Using his hold on her ponytail he pushed her mouth onto him further, then pulled her back up, nearly removing himself from her mouth before pushing her down again. Back and forth he worked her, pushing on her head, pulling on her hair, making her slowly fuck his cock with her mouth. Soon he was pushing her down to where her lips touched her fingers.

"Oh yea, Sweetie, that feels good," Frank moaned, making her move a little faster. "Oh yea. Show Daddy how you suck cock."

Ramdas had fallen into a trance-like daze watching Frank use his daughter's mouth when the mad said this. At first he wondered why Frank would say such a thing and he reflexively glanced up at his face. Seeing him gazing down at Gouri and not over at Ramdas, he figured he hadn't actually meant him, but was just using the word provocatively. His eyes quickly dropped back to his daughter who was looking at him. As they made eye contact something - embarrassment maybe - flashed in her eyes and she looked away, returning her gaze to Frank as he continued using her mouth for his pleasure.

"Isn't that good, Sweetie?" Frank grinned down at her.

"Mmm," she mewed quietly in response.

"You are likin' it! Ain't ya, Sweetie," Frank chuckled. "You like suckin' cock."

This time no response came, she was silent . . . for the moment.

Ramdas watched her lips slide back and forth on Frank's cock, saw the rigid pole glistening with her saliva. His curious gaze once more traveled down to her chest where her firm breasts were rolling with her body's motion, her proud nipples still poking at her shirt. Further down, her shorts had ridden up slightly on her soft thigh.

"Stroke the base now, Sweetie," Frank told her. "Oh yea. Like that."

"I want a beer," Jai announced, standing up. Walking over to the door, he opened it and bent down. When he turned around he held an open 12-pack. Ramdas guessed they'd placed it outside his door when knocking, either expecting things to unfold as they had, or planning to use the offer of a beer as a further ruse to get the door open. Snagging a can from inside the box, Jai handed it to Bunny, then took one for himself and set the case on the floor before reclaiming his seat on the bed to continue watching the girl suck his friend's cock.

 

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"Oh yea, Sweetie, that's it," Frank groaned, his hand pushing and pulling her head. "Show Daddy how you like suckin' cock. Show us all how you like it."

Although Ramdas again assumed the phrasing wasn't about him, he was aware of how his body was reacting to things. His primal instincts were making his mind and body think and act in ways he didn't believe appropriate. His eyes continued grazing over his daughter's enticing body . . . his mind thinking of it in such terms. And within his shorts his own cock was throbbing to life. He told himself it shouldn't be happening, that this forced violation of his daughter should not be arousing him.

But it was.

Watching her willingly tug on Frank's cock while letting him pump her mouth on and off it was making him hard.

"Now, Sweetie, it's time for ya to learn how to deep throat a cock," Frank groaned, stopping her head with only his cockhead in her mouth.

Staring up at him, Gouri's eyes shot open wide with alarm.

Ramdas's breath caught in his throat. Experience told him that some women could manage the task with little difficulty, while others couldn't do it at all, not without negative consequences. And he anxiously waited to see which category his little girl would fall into.

"Just relax and let it happen," Frank told her, his hand applying pressure to the back of her head again. "Relax and let it slide all the way in."

Gouri's eyes closed and she swallowed hard a couple times as she lifted herself up slightly on her knees, adjusting herself for the cock's trajectory. Centimeter by centimeter her lips slid down along Frank's shaft until they touched her fingers. They stopped there . . . for a second.

"Move yer hand away," Frank ordered.

Obediently, she moved her hand to his thigh. Frank applied more pressure . . . her lips slid down . . . down . . . down . . . to the shaft's very base.

Ramdas waited for the sounds of her gagging. And when none came, his own cock throbbed eagerly.

"Oh yea," Frank groaned, holding her there for a moment before allowing her to pull back. "That was good, Sweetie."

As her lips drew back up to under his cockhead and paused Ramdas watched Frank's arm, excitedly waiting for it to tense and push her back down. But before he could, Gouri slid her lips onto him . . . all on her own. This sent excited lust raging through him . . . made his cock throb even harder.

"Fuck yea," Frank crowed.

Gouri held Frank's entire length in her mouth and throat for a moment, then slowly pulled back. As her lips came to under the head again her hand returned to the base, her fingers wrapping around the shaft and she started pumping her lips back and forth without any guidance.

"Oh yea, Sweetie," Frank moaned. "Suck my cock like a good girl."

"Mmm," she mewed around his shaft, her head bobbing up and down. After a couple minutes she slid her lips down to the very base once more and held him in her throat for a moment before drawing back up and returning her fingers around the base.

"Oh fuck yea," Frank groaned with pleasure. "That's it, Sweetie, show Daddy you like it. Show Daddy what a naughty lil' cock sucker ya are."

Being thoroughly focused on his baby girl eagerly sucking and deep throating the cock, Ramdas barely heard the words this time. Against his best wishes he was reflexively pressing his rock-hard cock down into the mattress beneath him.

"Oh yea, Sweetie," Frank groaned as his hips started humping up at her descending mouth. His free hand joined the other at the back of her head and he took back control, once again pushing and pulling her head as he pleased. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum and yer gonna swallow it."

"Mmm!" The concern in Gouri's whimper was tinged with excitement.

"Oh yea, Sweetie," Frank groaned, his grip tightening to hold her head still as his hips bucked at her face. "I'm gonna shoot my load in yer pretty lil' mouth."

Up and down his hips humped . . .

His cock pumping into her mouth . . .

Along her lips . . .

Using it for his pleasure . . .

Fucking it like a pussy . . .

"Oh! Swallow it, Sweetie!" He growled as he froze, his head rolling back.

Before him, Gouri worked feverishly to do as instructed. A couple times she almost gagged, but she managed to swallow his entire load without too much difficulty. Then, when he'd obviously finished, she kept his cock in her mouth, slipping her lips down partway.

"Mmm. Mmm," she mewed, her hand tugging at the base.

Ramdas stared in amazement at his sweet little girl milking the cock she'd just brought to climax with her mouth. Although he knew it was wrong, he felt a primal lust roiling through him as he continued pressing his own rigid member down into the mattress.

"Yer daughter's one hell of a cock sucker," Frank chuckled, drawing his attention up to see the man looking over at him, a broad grin on his face.

Gouri pulled her mouth from him and dropped back on her hunches. Slowly turning her face to Ramdas, she released Frank's withering cock to reach up and wipe away a dribble of cum at the corner of her mouth. As their eyes met Ramdas tried reading her thoughts, and in her unfocused, hazy gaze he thought he recognized . . . something. But he quickly dismissed it as being too insane. Still, he knew her smoldering eyes and lax features meant she had indeed enjoyed pleasuring Frank.

Damn! His mind reeled with the thought . . . and the ones that quickly followed.

"Come 'ere," Bunny said, interrupting those thoughts. Stepping up behind her, he grabbed her arm and pulled Gouri to her feet, turning her around to face him. As he grinned down at her, her own gaze fell to the floor. "Did ya enjoy yourself?"

Gouri didn't answer. She just stood there, her hands fidgeting at her sides. Her pert breasts rose and fell delicately under her shirt with her shallow breaths, their engorged nipples standing out prominently.

"Yea, ya did," Bunny answered for her. "Now, what do ya say we see those pretty titties of yours?"

Standing there, biting at her lip with her eyes downcast, Gouri didn't move.

"Give her somethin' ta drink, Bunny," Frank said, getting up from the chair to step over to pull a beer from the pack and open it. "She just swallowed her first load of cum. She's probably thirsty."

"Are ya thirsty, Gouri?" Bunny asked.

With a little nod Gouri accepted the offered can. Lifting it to her lips, she took a long sip from it then let her arm fall to her side again.

Frank grabbed a fresh beer for himself and strolled back over to the chair.

"Better?" Bunny chuckled, taking the can from Gouri and handing over to Jai who set it on one of the nightstands.

Gouri nodded in answer.

"Now how 'bout takin' that shirt off so we can see yer titties?" Bunny pressed.

Gouri's eyes rose up, understanding dawning in them. She hadn't understood that he'd meant for her to remove the shirt before, but now she did. Closing her eyes, her hands moved to its hem and she gradually lifted it . . . higher and higher . . . first exposing her flat tummy . . . then the bottom of her breasts . . . then her swollen nipples appeared . . . and finally her full breasts. They were firm and luscious upon her chest, fronted by her full, yet delicate, pink nipples. Pulling the shirt off over her head she let her arms fall to her sides again, one hand loosely holding the shirt.

"Fuck, those are nice," Bunny sighed, his hands coming up to cup her tits, his fingers squeezing them . . . molding them.

"Ooh," Gouri sighed with a slight tremor.

Bunny cupped and fondled her pert mounds for a few moments, his fingers toying with her engorged nipples . . . teasing them . . . tweaking them.

"Let's see what's under her shorts," Frank declared.

"That's a good idea," Jai chuckled.

"Gouri, are ya wearing any panties?" Bunny asked.

Without opening her eyes, she softly nodded.

"Of course ya are. You're a good girl," Bunny smiled, releasing her breasts and taking a step back. "Leaving your panties on, I want ya to slip your shorts off now."

Still with closed eyes, Gouri's fingers hooked the short's waistband . . . pushed it down. After about an inch the pink elastic waistband of her panties appeared . . . then her soft pink panties were gradually revealed, their cotton material dipping down over her pelvis and running upward across the middle of her asscheeks. When the shorts were halfway down her thighs she let them fall into a puddle around her feet.

"That is one nice ass," Frank groaned from the chair.

"My, my," Bunny grinned, gazing down at her crotch.

"She has been enjoying herself," Jai sighed, also staring at her crotch.

"What say we let Daddy see this," Bunny chuckled, his hand coming to her arm and making her turn toward Ramdas. "It seems your daughter likes our company."

The rationale behind his comment was immediately clear to Ramdas as Gouri stepped out of the puddle of shorts and spread her feet a few inches apart to steady herself. Where her panties covered her sex there was a damp spot, its darker shade obvious in the panties soft pink color. Ramdas's cock throbbed eagerly as he stared at that wet spot and he had to fight the urge to press himself down into the mattress with his daughter facing him. His eyes crawled up over her tummy to her luscious breasts, seeing the twin mounds directly for the first time, the firm orbs rising and falling with her shallow breathes, fronted by her engorged pink nipples. His gaze climbed higher to see the strands of hair hanging at the sides of her face, her ponytail having come partially unraveled. A few strands of her hair stuck to her lax features and her eyes smoldered under heavy lids.

 

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"Daddy?" She whispered, her voice a combination of desire and concern.

With his eyes, Ramdas tried conveying to her that it'd be okay.

"Damn, she is a sweet thing," Bunny grinned, stepping up to scoop her up in his arms and turning to drop her onto the bed where Jai sat.

She bounced once then settled into place near the bed's center, kind of profile to Ramdas. Her head lay on a pillow and her hands came to rest at the edges of it, her fingers scratching at the case. Her feet slid across the bedspread, her legs shifting . . . spreading.

Standing at the foot of the bed, Jai and Bunny stripped. Like with Frank, Ramdas reflexively gauged the sizes of their cocks. While Jai's appeared to be slightly smaller than him and Frank, Bunny looked a little bigger in both length and girth. Once naked, Bunny reached out and hooked the waistband of her panties. As he drew them down, Gouri brought her legs together and lifted her ass, assisting him. Then, as he pulled them off and tossed them aside, her feet slid across the covers again, her legs scissoring . . . spreading open . . . her knees bending . . . straightening . . . bending.

"Fuck, that's beautiful," Bunny groaned, gazing between her legs.

"Sure is," Jai agreed.

"Daddy," she sighed heavily, turning to face Ramdas.

Looking at her smoldering gaze, seeing her lay there, displaying herself like that, Ramdas was amazed. Again he tried convincing himself that she was just doing it for their satisfaction, to protect him and her. But somehow he knew that while it may have started that way . . . things had changed.

And while her actions surprised him, his own response was even more confusing. He wondered desperately what the men were seeing . . . what his daughter's pussy looked like. The thought made him press his throbbing manhood down into the mattress even as he struggled with guilt.

Frank was curious too. Strolling over to the foot of the bed to take a look, he let out a low, appreciative whistle before grabbing a fresh beer and returning to the chair.

"I can't wait to feel that pussy on my cock," Bunny declared, climbing onto the bed to kneel between her legs. Reaching past her, he grabbed the bed's other pillow. Sliding his empty hand under her ass, he lifted it and stuffed the pillow under it.

Turning to watch him, Gouri's hips rolled delicately in invitation. Moving up, Bunny gripped her waist with one hand . . . used the other to guide himself to her. Their position and her bent leg kept Ramdas from seeing the specifics, but he did see Bunny leaning in . . . saw Gouri's hips pause mid-roll...

"Ooh," she mewed.

"Fuck, that's tight," Bunny groaned, his forward progress being stopped. He pulled back slightly . . . pressed forward . . . stopped . . . pulled back . . . pushed forward.

"Ooh, Daddy, he's putting it in me," Gouri whimpered, her fingers clawing at the pillowcase. "It's so big, Daddy... So big."

"Fuckin' A," Frank sighed from the chair.

Conflicting thoughts and sensations continued tormenting Ramdas. Part of him was incensed by what was happening . . . this uninvited assault on his little girl. But the other half was rampant with arousal. And even as he cursed himself for it, he pressed his throbbing cock harder and harder into the mattress under him.

"Fuck, that's good," Bunny growled, his emptied hand grabbing her waist like the other. He held himself inside her for a moment . . . the two of them rolling their hips . . . grinding against one another.

"Ooh God!" Gouri moaned out. "Ooh Daddy. He put it in me... He put his... his... Oh God!"

Then Bunny began to fuck her, his hips pulling back . . . pushing forward . . . pulling . . . pushing.

"Ooh. Ooh God," she whimpered, her body rocking upon the bed.

Slipping his arms under her legs, Bunny hooked them in the crooks of his elbows. Then he gripped her hips, his fingers extending under her ass to lift it off the pillow and hold her suspended as he rocked his hips back and forth . . . fucking her.

"Ooh God!" Gouri moaned, her hands reaching out to claw at the bedspread.

While Bunny continued fucking her, his hips rocking back and forth, Jai climbed onto the bed and moved up beside her on the far side from Ramdas. Reaching down, he took one of her breasts in each hand and began fondling them, his fingers squeezing.

"Ooh," Gouri whimpered, her back arching slightly. Laying there, her ass suspended in Bunny's grasp, her body shifted and rocked on the bed. Her head slowly lolled from side-to-side a few times, then settled with the back of her head toward her father.

After a minute Jai leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth.

"Ooh God," Gouri moaned, her back arching higher and her hand coming to the back of his head. "Ooh God."

"Tell yer daddy what we're doin'," Bunny told her. "Tell him what yer lettin' us do."

"Ooh Daddy. They're... he's touchin' me... suckin' my titty," she mewed without hesitation, her face turning towards him as a shudder rolled through her body, making her lip quiver.

"What am I doin'?" Bunny pressed, his hips pumping between her legs.

"Ooh, Daddy. He's... He's... Ooh Daddy," she whimpered, hesitant to say it.

"Fuck, that's hot," Bunny growled, driving himself into her faster . . . his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy . . . generating wet, slapping sounds.

Pulling his mouth from her nipple, Jai rose up on his knees and her hand dropped to her side. Releasing her tits, he moved up beside her head, cock in hand.