Daniels.”
I pressed against her pussy. “You’re getting me ready for Mr. Porn “Yeah?”
“It’s my daughter, Alexis,” Ginger said. “She’s not sleeping with her father like she should be. My jizz fired to the back of her throat. “Shit,” he groaned and walked off. Daniels is going to deflower me now!” Britney gasped, her father lifting his face from her pussy. I wasn’t a best dad. The pleasure slammed into my mind. She rubbed my saliva on her lips and winked at me. I swallowed, nervousness twisting about my guts. “Just not as much as mine.”
I grinned at my daughter. I groaned, my cock throbbing and aching in Britney’s mouth. I couldn’t help it. I worked on my expense report, wishing I had never put on the belt buckle, I just wanted
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