All in all, my first day had gone well. Mature sex I ducked my head down, my blonde hair spilling around my cheeks. I groaned, the incestuous friction that blazed in my pussy brought me closer and closer to my climax. It was such a treat to watch. I bobbed my head. No little knickknacks. Daddy!” I moaned. My tank top molded to my round breasts. He blinked to see me cooking. No more jizz for me to enjoy. I slid my mouth off and panted, “There you are, Daddy!”
With cum dripping down my chin, I put his cock back into his boxers and patted his crotch. “I can see your nipples,” @nicanica typed. “Daddy girl alert,” @devinator commented as I uploaded the first series of pics of us cooking. The pleasure was intense. Shanice?” he asked. It normally would be, being incest and all, but I was a daddy’s girl. The pleasure built and built at the naughty comment.
