Uncensored Buttfucking High Quality Images

Daddy comes home from the office.


It was about 10 o'clock at night and we were both tired. Gary fell asleep in the back of the Mercedes. When we arrived, I turned to wake him up.

"Umm ... Mr. Oldman?"

"Oh, um. Thanks. I need you to take those suitcases in." He went inside the mansion as I went to get the suitcases out of the trunk. I almost broke down and cried again. It was such a long day, and it was probably the worst day of my life.

I brought them into the entrance. "Here you go."

"Oh, no. I need you to take them into my bedroom, upstairs. Third door on your right."

I noticed the house was quiet, Ailsa must have gone to bed. I was hoping she wouldn't be in the room when I got in there. How embarrassing.

But, she wasn't. The room was sans model. I figured she was out at the clubs partying. I put the luggage down and turned to head out. Standing in the doorway of his bedroom was Gary.


I smiled and started for the doorway. He blocked it. My heart started racing. I had no idea what was going on at that moment. I looked up at him, confused.

"I want you to take your skirt off." He said almost matter-of-factly.

I was perplexed. Without any thought, I did as he said. As the skirt dropped to the ground, he pushed me onto his bed.

"Take your panties off."

I did. My mind and body were both numb. I wasn't sure if I was just tired, or if it was the disbelief of what was going on. Maybe both.

"Play with your pussy."

I was starting to feel excited as to where this might lead. I started to play with my clit with my index and middle fingers. I laid down on his huge bed and let my fingers do all the work. I could feel my pulse throb inside my pussy, and I was getting really wet. I looked up at Gary, and he was just sitting in the corner of the room, watching. I continued to pleasure myself. My legs tightened and relaxed and my hips grinded up off the bed as I was getting closer to climax. I looked up at him again, and he was approaching me. He knelt down at the foot of the bed to get a closer look.

"Fuck yourself with your fingers."

And I did. I was so completely wet at this point. I could feel his breath on my pussy, he was so close. Both of my hands were working quickly, and I was about to orgasm. My breathing became louder and turned into soft moans.


I looked at him confused. Then I knew he was playing some sort of game with me. A game of control. He wouldn't let me orgasm. He took the hand with the fingers that were just in my pussy, and forced it into my mouth. I sucked on my juices for him. He kept stuffing my hand in my mouth, until I almost gagged. Then he stood up and took his pants off, revealing a huge erection underneath his boxers. Then he took off the boxers.

"Suck my cock, you little bitch."

I pretended to be indifferent, but I was really excited to be sucking his massive cock. It was rock solid hard, and thick. It must have been eight inches long, too. He grabbed my hair and shoved his cock into my mouth, all the way down to my throat. I gagged this time. He laughed at my struggle. Thick mucous formed from my mouth and coated his huge cock, leaving long, wet strings as he brought his cock out of my mouth.

He then forced me to lay down flat on the bed. He got on top of me, straddling my shoulders, and proceeded to fuck my mouth. He pumped away, all the way down to my throat, making me gag repeatedly. I kind of liked the sensation of him raping my mouth.

He kept laughing at me, "you can't take it can you, bitch? I'm going to teach you how." He kept pumping away. All I could hear was the noise of me gagging and the squishing noises of my saliva building up as he pumped in and out. Then he stopped. He sat there on top of me, and started to beat my face with his penis as he laughed. He really liked humiliating me.

Then he started to move down. He took my face in his hands and just looked at me. "How old are you, little girl? 22?"


"I'm going to suck on your little girl tits." He said in his magnificent accent.

He worked his wa

Top Categories