He stifled a moan. Sex Emily eyes went big as her father’s cock sprung out fully erect. Jake felt his hand claw against the edge of the sofa. His finger brushed further up her skirt. That word hung heavy with a warning label. Uhh, when do you want to do this?”
With that, Emily hopped off her father and with the grace of a ballerina, she planted herself on her knees on the floor, with her breasts resting heavily against her father’s inner thighs. He felt thick load after load of his molten hot cum spurt out, pouring into his daughter’s waiting mouth. Lust. Emily sauntered over to her dad, and sat on one of his thick legs. He twitched in response, savoring the sensual touch of his daughter’s finger and she squealed in delight. “Yummy,” she simply said. Jake had no choice but to wrap one of his arms around her waist to support her, and he was very conscious of the heat emanating off her crotch, right onto his thigh. She was so wet, a thick band of her juices came away with the panties.
