The Draenei's body was relaxing more and more as she took more Dwarvish cock, the loads of cum piling up on her lower back from those who could simply...not wait began to dribble down, some streams running under her belly, being jiggled away as she feverishly sucked each offered dwarf dick. Her misttess took soft whimpering moans as an excuse to shove herself back into the girl's ass, ramming that fat dick to the hilt and shoving the draenei forward, making her gag on the cock in her mouth before. Her firm breast presses into my ear. I smell her spicy hot aroma mixed with the smell of my own hair.“You are so hot,” she says.My eyes scan the bed, waiting. I don’t know how to respond.“Look at you,” she continues, “Your face is flushed.”Stunned, I feel my fat bottom lip lowering. I am perched, looking up from beneath my brows. The angle makes my eyes blink more. Sherrie’s bedframe digs into my rib cage where it rests.“Look at you,” Sherrie fumbles out from beneath the bunk bed frame, to her. My daughter grabbed my dirty dick and pulled me to her pussy. I leaned down and kissed Sarah on the mouth. Her lips melted against mine. I thrust my tongue into her mouth. She whimpered, rubbing my cock into her bush. Our tongues danced as she slid me down her wet slit to her hymen.My dirty dick stood poised to pop her cherry.She pushed me against her hymen. She wanted this.I couldn't deny Sarah what she craved. Nor what I ached for. Barely legal pussy. My daughter's pussy. I pushed against her. ?” he enquired, his echoing voice fading into silence as he waited anxiously for confirmation. “He wants to know how I like my fucking coffee,” he repeated, almost losing control of the volume of his voice, choking back a lump in his throat. “Laced with a dozen paracetomol tablets, if I was a betting man,” he muttered silently. “Well, how do you like it?” Sarah teased, smiling at his nervousness, her face smeared with black mascara and red lipstick, nonchalantly patting a hand on the pillow.