“I can’t be responsible for what might happen.” He had reached the hem of her nightdress and began pushing the soft material upwards. Porn sex His erection was straining against his boxers in anticipation of an early release and Shelley’s involuntary but discernible spreading of her legs just topped-off his unbearable need. Pulling her forwards once more, Greg kissed his daughter even harder. especially from a guy with a pretty young daughter. “Goodnight hun,” she mumbled, turning over contentedly. “I love you sweetheart,” he whispered. This was to be no test-run! The back seat of a Pontiac GTO? It snapped him out of his reverie. Now his wife was visibly blushing. Aware now that his wife too was encroaching upon the borders of what might be termed reckless endangerment, he hugged Shelley tighter. nothing had ever felt this good. “Gosh dad!” she giggled as he kissed her full on the lips, passing-up the cheek option in favor of the more stimulating facial contact. She was discovering her hips had a mind of their own, pushing up noticeably towards her father’s fully distended fingers whilst the sensation of her mother’s lips at her breast concurrently, was causing her nerve endings to send frantic two-way messages between her nipples and clitoris.
