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When he was finally drained, he stepped back, his chest heaving. Emily looked up at him with a mix of adoration and hunger, her eyes shining with a newfound sluttiness that made his pulse quicken. "Daddy," she whimpered, her voice thick with lust, "I want your cock in my ass." The word "daddy" sent a shockwave through him, and he knew that he had to give her what she begged for. He looked at her as she was on her hands and knees, her tight asshole winking at him invitingly.

He didn't bother to clean up the mess on his cock, instead using the same hand that had been in her mouth to spread her cheeks apart. She moaned in anticipation as he lined himself up and pushed into her, feeling the tightness of her virgin hole clamp down around him. She whimpered and her body tensed, her eyes watering as he broke through the barrier and buried himself deep inside her. He didn't stop, instead, he began to pound her hard, her ass jiggling with every thrust.

The pain was intense, but she didn't ask him to stop. Instead, she pushed back into him, urging him deeper. Her moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of their depraved act. John felt like a beast, claiming what was rightfully his, and the power rushed through him like a ****. He grabbed onto her hips and pulled her back onto him, watching as his cock disappeared into her over and over again. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed through the room, punctuating the quiet of the morning.

Her tight asshole was taking his full length, stretching around him with every thrust. He could see the pain in her eyes, but she didn't seem to care. It was as if she reveled in it, as if it was a part of the twisted game they were playing. He could feel his climax approaching, the pressure building in his balls until he couldn't hold back any longer. With a final, powerful thrust, he came deep inside her, filling her with his hot, sticky cum.

John pulled out, and she remained on all fours, panting and trembling. He walked over to the garage, his mind racing with the possibilities of his newfound power. He grabbed a 4 foot piece of clear tubing and returned to the living room, his eyes never leaving hers. She looked up at him, her expression a mix of lust and confusion as he approached her. "What are you going to do with that?" she asked, her voice still thick with desire.

He knelt beside her and gently inserted one end of the tubing into her stretched asshole, feeling the warmth of her insides as it slithered in. She gasped, but didn't resist, her eyes never leaving his as he worked it in deeper. He handed her the other end, still sticky with his cum. "Suck it out," he ordered, his voice firm. She took the tubing into her mouth, the taste of their combined juices coating her tongue. She began to suck, her cheeks hollowing as she drew his cum out of her body.

John watched, fascinated and aroused by the sight of her obedience. He sat down on the couch and positioned himself over her face, his ass hovering just above her. "Rim me," he said, his voice low and demanding. Emily's eyes widened, but she didn't argue. She stuck out her tongue and began to lick around his hole, the sensation driving him wild. He reached down and pulled out her tits, giving them a rough squeeze before twisting her nipples. She moaned around the tubing, the vibrations sending shockwaves through his cock.

As she licked and kissed his ass, John felt his arousal spike. He knew that she had never done anything like this before, and the thought of her being **** to by his power was incredibly hot. He leaned back and spread his cheeks apart, exposing his tight, pink hole. "Clean it up," he said, pushing down slightly. Her tongue darted out, tentative at first, but grew more confident with every pass. She moaned as she tasted him, her saliva coating his ass.