I thought I may pass out, and actually sort of wanted to, rather than withstand this torture. “Daddy, please…” I started whimpering. Indian Sex Video I looked behind me, terrified to see he was hitting me with his belt. Dad came back down a few minutes later. I needed a dick, and soon! When he finally let go I spit as much as I could, angering him. He chuckled sadistically. This time I kept rubbing him, and the prick danced in and out of the sheath. My father was volatile by nature anyway, but after Mom left he started a serious drinking habit and came home raging drunk very often. Even after the cock stopped pulsating, he didn’t pull it out. And very horny. “Maybe you’ll be knotted up the ass for an hour or two!” He laughed and I cried harder hearing that. It was horrible. My unprotected womb! “Stop crying, bitch! Whatever was at the base of his cock was beginning to enter my ass, and I cried out in pain.
