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He took my hand. “You’re clammy. You’re covered in sweat.”“I don’t know,” I whimpered, my heart beating in terror. “Some foul vapors I breathed in, I suspect. I just ... I need rest.”His hand tugged down the blanket, exposing my naked breasts. I shuddered as he cupped my right tit, my nipple puckering hard for him despite my fear for Sven, Kora, and Zanyia. That depraved lust rose in my pussy. My juices flowed, my thighs so hot and sticky.I wanted him right now. In me. Despite my love being in danger, my body yearned for the incestuous congress of our flesh. I hated myself so much. I pushed down my lust, fighting the whimper threatening to escape my lips as he brushed my nub.“I was hoping to ensure your fertility this morning,” he said. “I ache so powerfully for you, sweetling.”“I know. I do, too,” I said, hating how it wasn’t a lie. “But...” I kept my voice wan. “I’m just too tired. I hardly slept. I cannot please you right now, Father. As much as I yearn to. I’m too weak. I need. I stepped back as he walked into the room, shutting and locking the door behind him. He glanced around before fixing his eyes on me. I quivered as he ran his eyes over me, up and down, taking me in, his expression different from what it had been before, harder, determined, not the open, easy look that had so put me at ease during our meetings.He moved so suddenly I couldn't react, his body pressing against mine, his hands gripping my shoulders and slamming me against the hallway wall, pain lancing through the back of my head as his forearm came up and pressed against my throat, locking me in place even as my hands came up to push back against that arm."Stupid bitch," he growled, his voice loud and harsh in my ears. "Jeans? You're wearing jeans, you stupid bitch?" His other hand slipped down and pressed against my belly and suddenly my jeans were unbuttoned, his hand grinding down between my legs as I squirmed against the wall, shock, fear, and, deep in the pit of my stomach, a.
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It slowed her rhythm slightly and she shyly laid still. Her orgasm subsided as she tried to focus on the boat. It was far enough away to be safe but it seemed that there was two occupants that were arguing over what seemed like a pair of binoculars. Mel’s mind raced, they can see her, they’ve been watching her, she’s been jacking off and they’ve been watching her. She’d kept fairly still during this time and although they never got any closer she decided that she would give them a show if they could decide who got the goggles. She resumed her efforts but with more intensity now because of the audience. She started to cum. Her chest heaved and with her legs spread wide and her fingers whizzing across her clit creating a foamy froth, she was lost in the moment and failed to notice the boat getting a little closer. When she came to, she opened her eyes and now the two guys on the boat were in no need of any binoculars. They almost had a ring side seat. She sat up slightly and smiled a.

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