”“Cum, Chani!” Janelle moaned. “Just cum. You're a sexy daddy's girl. Embrace it. Be your daddy's adorable cutie. Let him love you. Let him ma...e you cum. Oh, yes, yes, just embrace it!”My daughter's orgasmic cries echoed through the room. Dr. Sharma had the fortune of licking up my daughter's cream. Envy rushed through me as I licked and lapped at Chani's cunt. I wanted to drink my daughter's juices.But I had Chani's wonderful, sweet delight to enjoy.I caressed her pussy lips with hunger. I. .. you're too mean to be Brock, so you gotta be Misty!"Marcus didn't quite follow what the kid was talking about, but he was feeling better now, and just needed a little more rest before beating the snot out of the punk. Then he felt a burning sensation in his gut and up his throat. It felt like that candy he'd eaten was trying to claw it way back out.Marcus croaked, "Whass going on?" His voice seemed awfully high-pitched. Then a crushing sensation started all over his body.Marcus could. She moaned loudly and came hard on my mouth. Gradually she relaxed and I moved up to share her juices with her which she lapped off my tongue gratefully.She tried to move but I kept her on her back and positioned my dick at the entrance to her now dripping cunt.”It’s been a while!” she said with a giggle. I smiled and she nodded so I slowly pushed my seven inches inside of her. She gasped as I entered and I could feel her pussy adapting to accommodate me. She placed her hands on my hips as I. It's hardly like I was about to rock the boat even if I did care. We turned left onto the motorway, immediately indicating that we were a) leaving my neighborhood and b) heading for a more affluent part of the north west. As the junctions whizzed by, my head was swimming with what was coming next, she suddenly pulled off and as I glimpsed the signs I new where she lived and that added to the car she was driving, I knew she must have been one successful woman. This is one of the traits most of.