"Barney "woofed." See there?" Grif said.Tracy said, "We don't believe in God and praying. My sister does. We just never had any use for religion." Doe... your sister tell you she prays for you?" Grif asked.Carol chimed in, "She prayed for all of us that were left after the bears attacked us. That didn't keep my brother Ricky from coming back and taking over and hogging all the food, and hitting Mom!" Carol! You shut up this instant!" Tracy yelled. Grif made a mental note to follow up on this. I laid back, my eyes were closed. The only sound in the house was her slurping as she sucked away. Her knees were hurting from the hardwood flooring. She got a pillow off the couch, using it as a cushion. She went back to her business of getting her daddy to cum. She sucked harder, and stroked faster as my cock began to throb, I was ready to cum. I placed my hand on the top of her head, as I began to groan and grunt from the painful pressure that was building up inside my cock. With a loud. “Yes, I know, Vasily...”“It means I have big cock,” he concluded, popping his mouth wide as he said “cock”.Leaning back, she glared at him. “Yeah, you telegraphed that like a drunk snail throwing a punch. Proud of yourself?”Vasily wobbled his head like a giddy schoolboy before strutting away. “Yes,” he said, “I am proud of my beeeg dick.”Carie sighed heavily but had to turn away to hide the wrinkled grin on her face. With as much first hand --and mouth and other body parts-- experience with the. I didn’t care as soon I would revisit each kissable millimeter of her rump and cunny. Finally, I grabbed her butt cheeks in my hands and she settled in a bit. Her honey pot was dripping from the clit fucking. Eagerly I scooped her sweet nectar into my mouth. Since she was now fingering her clit I moved back to her tight anal opening and voraciously kissed and sucked that sexy asshole. She moaned, ‘Oh fuck yes, God damn it this is fucking wonderful eat me up, Oh God yes!’ I really wanted to tell.