Kat had not seen her father in over three years, and would not know it was him unless she saw his face.  As she rode him, she tried to imagine he was Brad Pitt, or maybe some other distinguished, older actor.  She was doing all the work since he was chained as he was, but with her hips angled forward she could feel the thick length prying her cunt apart and stretching her.  While he wasn't extraordinarily long, he was truly thick.<br/><br/>Her hands reached down to his shoulders to give her leverage and she used that to lurch herself down on him again and again, harder and faster, the wet sounds of sex filling the room.  Her skin glistened with perspiration; Kat wasn't used to doing the work, or being on top for this long!<br/><br/>She just wanted to make this guy cum so she could stop.....