1. Nannies


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    then slide it back in. She is squirming with the pain. Her ass is so small. In and out, I finger fucked her. Daya's ass juices coated my finger and made it easy for me. " Oh, please. Stop it; it hurts! OUCH!! Your finger is too big," Daya begged, but even as she did, she tried to deny feeling some pleasure. Small tingles shot through her as my finger explored her virgin asshole. Daya feels her desire rising again; and she feels her cunt growing hot and wet. Daya hears me laugh. " Bitch, It's time you took my big cock." I pull my finger from her ass. My big cock is hard again. My cock is now fully swollen and pulsing to my heartbeat. I stood up and positioned my cock at her tight hole. Daya feels my cock head pressing against her tiny hole. " No...No, I can't take it there. Its too big. This is NOT RIGHT!" I didn't move, I tried to insert it in her ass. After a lot of force it got inside her ass and she is shouting out in pain. Her body is shacking. She became really hot. She got another orgasm but there is no chance of me getting an orgasm. It is about 45 minutes of fucking then I shot my load in her ass. I removed my cock and she felt better. She is completely exhausted. She went to the bathroom and showered. She came back to the bed. She is exhausted. " Mr Malone, this was rape. How can I face my friends if they find out? How can I look your wife in the eye if she knew that you'd ravished me?" " Don't worry about it," I told her. " I have no intention of telling anyone. ...
    You'll just have to suffer in silence. Beth; At the ripe age of 24, she never realized how naive she was. That is until she met me. It all started out so innocently. Her mother became best friends with my wife and worked for the well-known Malone family in their establishments. It wasn't long before she was asked to become the nanny for our children. Soon, it seemed, we were part of the family. What a powerful family it was. When you were 'in' with the Malone family, you were protected. I spent many hours in my numerous restaurants and nightclubs, and my wife spent many hours with her career and charity work. so Beth would end up watching the kids pretty late. At the time, she didn't have a reliable car, so she stayed in the guest suite. As she said, it all started out innocently. When I came home late at night, I would chat with her to make her laugh. That in itself was extremely gratifying. She absolutely loved being made to laugh. In my late-fifties, she is very much in awe of me. She never thought anything of our long chats in her room, she just enjoyed the time she spent with me. During our conversations, I would casually touch her hand...her arm...her knee. Having known the family for so long, she didn't think anything of it when my touch would linger...when my fingers would softly rub across her skin. Soon enough, she is thinking something of it. The first time I touched her bare thigh, she was startled. When she climbed onto the bed, her skirt slide up a little high on ...
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