Seatboy
09-13-2010, 10:00 AM
After another 25 minutes of extremely passionate love making, Kim and Mike lay in the bed arm in arm and began to discuss what they wanted to do to Kim's dad next. "I'd love to go in there and bury his face as deeply as I can in my ass and just sit on it until he starts convulsing from the lack of air, but after stomping his face like I did, I don't want the bloody thing in my ass right now. Why don't we just go in and sit on him and have some coffee and talk?" Kim said. "Okay Sweetheart," Mike replied. "You might as well put the cutting board on his head and sit on it so you don't get stuff on your pretty ass." They laughed as they got out of bed. As they walked into the kitchen, Kim saw that her dad was still lying where she had stomped his face to hamburger. She also noticed that he was trembling and shivering either from the cold tile floor, or from the pain he was in, or perhaps both. She walked up and stepped on his crushed hand with her heel and stood on it. "I hope you try biting me again, you bastard!" She snapped at her dad. "Because if you do, I'm going to stomp some brain matter out the next time!" Mike laughed and said, "I think I'd keep my mouth shut from now on, old man because you already know how hard you daughter can stomp!" Mike then reached down and picked the fragile old man up and laid him on the bench again. Kim took the wooden cutting board from the table and placed it on his head, then stepped in front of the bench and sat down on it heavily, bouncing a couple of times. Mike poured them both a cup of coffee and then came over, stepped over the bench and sat down on the old man's stomach with no pity at all. Kim's dad was in so much pain he couldn't think straight and in sheer desperation, reached his hand out and tapped on Kim's ankle, hoping they'd give him some relief. Kim felt him tap her ankle and leaned over to see his hand beside her right foot. She raised her foot and stomped her heel down hard on it, then raised up about a foot and did a heavy butt drop on his sandwiched head. The old man lost consciousness then, with his battered hand still under his daughter's heel, his head under her butt, and his stomach under his son-in-law. The sat on him for another 45 minutes, with Kim constantly twisting her heel on his hand. They laughed and talked just like they were sitting there on a cushion, not giving the old man a thought of pity or mercy. It took about a week and a half for his mouth and lips to heal enough to be facesat again, and it was a very long week and a half for Kim because she longed to feel her dad's face deeply in her ass again.