Wasn’t that the most dangerous time? Porn sex He had such hunger in his eyes. “Truth.”
Disappointment soured through me, but then inspiration hit me. My pussy celebrated every wild thrust. All next week. I wanted us to have Daddy’s babies. His jizz was so salty and delicious. His cock throbbed harder in my mouth. “Uh, maybe we should stop,” Dad said as he kept staring at her. She petted my cunt with her tongue. I squirmed on the carpet, the fibers so itchy beneath me. My pussy popped off of him. She tasted amazing. I panted there before him, my tits rising and falling. I was in the middle of my cycle. She popped the lid and winked at me. I wanted to melt away in a puddle of embarrassment. Mother of god, she blushed so prettily. A.!” Natalie grabbed one end of the coffee table. Forbidden. A.”
“Yeah,” he groaned. This was happening. We checked out. “That was hot.”
I nodded. A girl shouldn’t think of her father like that, but the flashes kept bursting through me. She winked at me. I couldn’t believe this was happening. The heat of her naughty delight rushing through me. Would he erupt in my mouth? “I dare you to do that. He slid up and rubbed at my tits with his thick thumbs.
