Daddy's cock pushed against the material of my underwear, making the fabric become soaked with my juices. I tried not to squirm as a strange heat made...it's way up my torso & settled around my neck."Daddy, I-I dunno..why am, why are my panties wet? I promise I didn't pee myself, I wish I could wipe..I feel gooey" I moved slightly, trying to ease the pressure of his cock pressed against my scantily covered pussy. Daddy looked at me, half a smile on his lips, and he slid his fingers back under the. Usse blue film dekhni thi toh maine usse bluefilm ki site de diya woh raat bhar dekhti rhi aur shayad chut mein ungli se chudayi bhi kari hogi dusre din msg mein bol rhi thi ke bht horny hogayi thi pagal ho gayi thi uska bf nhi hai koi nhi toh kal chudayi karti meine bola sonal kya mein teri help kar sakta hu ,mein tujhe kab se like karte kab se tumhe chodna chahta hu uska kuch msg nhi aaya mein dar gaya tha fir raat ke 1baje uska msg aayi ki ok woh ready woh kal subha aayengi chudwane mere. “I have to control that!”Then he was whirling and heading away from her.He left the front door open in his haste to leave.Clancy was drowsing, to be honest, when the radar console on his dashboard came to life and beeped. He jerked, and his eyes opened, going instantly to the readout, which flashed 72.His hand jumped to the button that would lock in the speed and then, by habit established from repetition in the past, went immediately to the key, and then to the shifter. The tires of the. . in a tornado!You step back to admire your handiwork, savouring the view of this trim athletic young woman, naked apart from her shoes, ankle socks and the skirt rucked up around her waist, spread-eagled with her pussy exposed, and sprawled against the tree trunk like a puppet whose strings have been cut, sweat-soaked, her eyes closed and her body trembling in the aftershocks of the most powerful tidal wave of orgasms that she has ever known. If the tree wasn’t here to hold me up, I’d be flat.