On screen Summer stuck her middle finger in her mouth and sucked on it, just like she’d done with the pancake batter. She must have been stirring again because it wasn’t long before her hands started flailing once more. Sex My fat cock has always been too much for my wife, and she isn’t in school. I thought, what harm could it do? Flicking her small pink nipples. I spat until I could work the tip in. I couldn’t let her grow up in to a slut, not a slut for anyone. I pushed the tip, the head of my cock to the tiny little entrance of her peach. They would have seen his eyes, my eyes. She was so weak and feeble in comparison to me – I’m no regular at the gym, but this wasn’t even close to a battle. She flashed her little candy cunt to the camera again and it looked so fucking tight. In this recording she was after some sort of rocket emoji and was again happily teasing for it. She spasmed, she moved. These fucked up horny kids were corrupting my baby, my angel. My dick had subsided considerably since Emma had called, but I could feel it rapidly swelling again, and along with it the blood and logic disappearing from my brain.
