She hooked her arms around my neck and locked her legs around my waist as I stood up. Sex The powerup was coming any moment. Going too fast just hurt her. I mean, you are naked.” “Your fault,” she giggled, enjoying the game. “Fine. My hands were the conductor, playing the symphony of my daughter’s body, rubbing down to her hips and then around to grab her butt, trekking up her spine, massaging in broad, restless strokes as I directed her horny energy into a focused rush. She raised her arms and I slipped the delicate nightgown up over her head and tossed it aside, revealing the full glory of my daughter’s naked frame in the blue glow. I squeezed my daughter like a pillow, planting hungry kisses on her forehead and grinding her on my meat, building the mounting rhythm into a tide of twitching pleasure that raced through our bodies. The satiny cloth hung almost to her knees, slightly translucent, tantalizing with brief displays of the girly curves underneath in the flickering light of the television. I increased the pace, frantic, pelvis bucking against the bottom of the my girl bouncing on my cock.
