Like a toy!

Memories of ravaging Kate's mother's ass are still fresh and this anal ring in your sight is beyond tempting. Pink and soft, it seems as though it is asking you to use it. Besides, there is a strange desire to test your ****'s obedience. You smash inside, extracting a suppressed gasp. Her training is astonishing! convulses around your dick give a hint about how painful it is but Kate shows no signs of resistance or displeasure...

With second ass squashing your dick in... it was something like 20 minutes since you left Lara's tight hole and now you experience something very similar. But there is no struggle, no annoying noises, only Kate's breathing and the sounds of your moans. You don't hold back. You would never treat Ava like this (even before she became an all-powerful being), you would never treat any girl like this. But now you enjoy just using someone as a piece of meat.

Push after push, each next stronger than the previous one. Your balls slam against your daughter's skin. Her long blond hair flows down her tense shoulders as she struggles to maintain balance. Her sideboobs, barely visible from behind, add some food to your fantasy. And her hips... Amazingly, she meets your rhythm and helps you to ravage her asshole. What a well-trained **** she is, how many hours of anal sex practice did she have?

You brush the thought about some men using your daughter away and just continue to pound her anal entrance. The feeling is amazing, you don't care if it's not right, it just feels so good. Besides, it is Ava who sets the universal moral rules now and you already know that she won't mind this. So, you ask yourself why to hold back and find no answer.

The hot flesh around the base of your dick quivers and contracts. Can it be? Yes... Despite everything your **** uses her anal muscles to milk your cock. Kate not only endures what can only be described as a cruel backdoor **** but remembers her master's needs, and gives pleasure to her owner using her training.

Wanting even more, you pause the pounding, wrap the blond locks around your fist and pull her upper body up and order "Stand up!" Within moments both of you are on your feet, your dick is still buried in her tight hole. an untrained girl would never transition to a new position so smoothly and quickly. Having a trained **** is wonderful! This new angle doesn't allow such deep penetration but a new pleasure is available to you: while one of your hands keeps its hold on the hair, another finds its way to your daughter's round, big, firm tit.

Guided by some twisted curiosity, you clench your fingers with as much **** as you are capable of and your fingernails dig into the soft flesh of her breast. You squeeze hard, it probably would make some other girl scream in pain but Kate stays silent and still, letting you do whatever you want.

Her nipple stiffens in your grip, you feel her breathing speed up. Disciplined or not, Kate Croft possesses a body of a young female, a body that can't be controlled that easily. Dying to know how aroused she is, you pull out of her welcoming ass and bring your dick nearby, sliding it into the pussy of your special ****. She is wet, really wet. Was she trained to enjoy any treatment? Does she know some technique to **** herself to be wet? Did she get wet before you started to ravage her ass? Is it just a thing her body does on an instinctual level?

You don't have time or mental clarity to think about it, the tingling sensation on your cock makes you thrust again, going deep into another hole of your daughter. Your hand is still holding her hair, the other has moved to the second magnificent breast, and you feel its weight in your palm as you curiously pinch the nipple.

Kate's body shudders for a brief moment and yet she is silent. She doesn't struggle against you, she doesn't moan or grunt, she is being used like a toy. Only her rapid breathing lets you know that some emotions do overflow her. Your orgasm hits you like a train, the first shot is so powerful that you feel how all of Kate's lower body wriggles around your spasming dick, the next few ones are less intense but unbelievingly sweet...

And here you are, standing in post-orgasmic bliss, caressing (actually caressing) Kate's breasts, letting your dick deflate naturally. Few dozens of calm seconds relax your mind and give you a memory that will stay with you forever.

"Good girl," you say, feeling completely satiated. Reluctantly, you pull out of her pussy, "turn around, I want to see your gorgeous face."

Kate turns around and keeps her stare down. There is a neutral expression on her angelic features and she remains silent but her eyes are full of tears. Are those tears of pain? Of twisted pleasure of a ****? Of humiliation? Of disappointment in her new master? In any case, a hint of fear in those pupils is telling you that Kate considers those unacceptable and is afraid of punishment.