She moaned and licked and feasted on me as her daddy pleased her. My orgasm built and built, swelling in me.“This is so hot,” I moaned. “Oh, my ...od fuck, our daughter, Martin.”“Damn,” he groaned. “Who are you?”“Your slutty wife!” I moaned, my arms sliding around his neck now. I leaned in and kissed him. His goatee scratched at my face. I shuddered on my daughter, whimpering into his lips.His hands caressed my body as he fucked our daughter. He found my large tits. He squeezed them. Massaged. She lifted her fingers to her ears, and, within seconds, she'dinserted the earrings through her lobes. Digging through her purse, sheasked, "How do they look?" "Beautiful." She found the item she was looking for, and withdrew a compactfrom her purse, opening its lid to gaze into the small mirror mountedinside. She looked at the earrings, and smiled the broadest smile she'dever smiled. She was mine for a month, I thought. "They're perfect!"she cried. I answered her smile with one of my own as I. More

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