Her pussy aroma was filling the air. There was a horrible fire filling my body. Sex She began unbuttoning her dress as she ran. I turned the shower to cold, shouted and gasped, then stood with my hands against the wall while the cold water brutalized my body. How I envied Skipper. I didn’t even have to move. “Let me roll over, daddy,” she begged in that voice. It was one area where a smaller body fit better. She was my fucking daughter! No, but Skipper could. I had never seen anything so flawless in my entire life. It felt wonderful. She was an incredibly sexy woman. “Put some clothes on that naked ass before you go downstairs. Time for a shower. There were more than 21 different ways to eat a pussy. I didn’t have to move my thumb. I would later. I was good at what I did, but I was doing far too much of it. “I’m cumming, daddy,” she whispered. I was making all sorts of connections. “You have the most beautiful ass I have ever seen,” I voiced my thoughts. What the fuck was I doing? She was an incredibly sexy woman. This wasn’t right. To all the diehards out there I will tell you, get your wife insured.
