Lining itup between his fingers, he slides the tip inside with relative ease. Thefingers rip out, one hand wrapping itself around her hips as he raise... himselfabove her, the other ? palm flat ? begins pushing, hard, against the plug. Thescreaming is heartfelt. An hour passes. ?The instant of warning, thehissing of the whip, is not enough to prepare Sinead. Thin leather curls aroundthe inner curve of her ass and it jumps to attention. He is deaf to her. Asymmetrical strike, though her response. ”“Wait, what?” he pretended to get angry, hands on his hips. “What’s the boy’s name? I’ll kill him.”She laughed and reached out to touch him. “No, dad.”“Tell me!” he said, crouching down to grab her playfully.“Nobody!”“Confess!” he said, starting to tickle her.“Daddy, no!”The tickling continued as she turned over on her back and curled up to protect her weak spots. He watched her breasts jiggle. Her hair hanging over the bed. Her thighs. And he was getting a little hard again. He continued. More

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