<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/ed3-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alexandra “Xandra” Schultz<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Locked in a box<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Chris<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Xandra was at a loss as to what to do. She could feel her father's cock growing thicker, longer, in her mouth but there was no way to pull away from it, no way to evade it's presence through the ring that held her mouth open for him. She tried maneuvering it with her tongue, trying to push it to the side to make it easier to breath but quickly realized that all she truly ended up doing was licking the thick shaft...and making things worse. The position was utterly humiliating and became more so when she realized it left her with two, unappealing, choices...slobber and drool all over her father's cock because she couldn't close her mouth (and risk choking on her drool) or try and manage to create some suction just to keep that from happening.<br/><br/>Shuddering she gave a low groan of frustration and anger, unable to move, to pull away, or to do anything that didn't end in some form of humiliation and degradation.<br/><br/>Before she could make any sort of decision she felt her father shift, felt his head trying to pull away from her, again and again! If it had just been the vibrations she might have been able to ignore them, but when his head thrashed and the vibrator moved inside her, she groaned once more...this time the sound carried an edge of need. The warming gel the men had slathered on her pussy had done it's job and her nether lips tingled with fresh blood flow while the vibrations moving in and out of her incited her body's natural reaction to such stimulation...despite where she was getting it from.<br/><br/>Squirming she tried to shift back, tried to stop her father's head from moving so she could think and then went utterly still herself, realizing that her own actions had her riding the vibrator caught between them.