Humiliated Again & Again

Malcolm's facial felt warm on my face. Sitting on the floor, my skirt around my waist, my pussy still swollen, he helped me up and took me to the bathroom. I washed my face and saw cum on my hair. I then undressed and wrapped a towel around myself. So humiliating, my own fault for letting it happen again and again.

I was exhausted and laid down on the bed, Malcolm went down on me bringing me to another orgasm before he covered me with a blanket and said he be back within the hour. I was completely done in and did get rest. Don't know how long I napped but when I woke I heard Malcolm chatting with another chap in the living room.

"She is the most beautiful creature dad" I rose with the towel tightly wrapped around me, went to the door and listened what stories he would conjur up about me.

"She is a hot temple of love" as I heared them walking to the door. I didn't move fast enough, door opened which pushed me to the floor, towel unravelling and....

His father seeing me in the nude, helping me up and apologising for the invasion of privacy. I tried to reach for the towel but he stopped, looking me up and down when Malcolm took me in his arms and kissed me in front of his father an elderly bbc, striking in stature sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I understand why my son is in love with you, you are a sex goddess" Malcolm held me tight as he suckled my tits in front of his father. In the midst of making me fucking horny again, yes he did, his father opened his son's zipper and pulled out his cock.

The most perverted experience had taken me over seeing a father guiding his son's cock into my still swollen pussy. His father had his cock out as well and rubbed it against my back.

"Show dad what you can do, show me son " Malcolm pushed me unto the bed, and my weakness and craving for his cock made me dripping wet again . His father standing behind him, was jacking his dick. So perverted, so fucking hot for me as I wrapped my legs around his waist for perverted humiliation.