Her fingers dug into her father's back as she cried out, this time with pleasure."Oh... Oh... god.... Holy Shit holy Fuck... Fuck... Oh... Oh..!"Fred ...xploded in his daughter's, no longer virgin, vagina. Surprised by Vicky's outburst, I matched them stroke for stroke, bringing me to climax."You're officially a woman, Vicky. You seemed to enjoy it. Did you?" Oh yes Mamma, Oh yes. I didn't know what I was missing." Fred withdrew his cock from his daughter's cunt. Leaning forward, he kissed her.. All publication rights reserved. Dear Reader, When a man has all he wants in life, what do you give him for his birthday? A card is nice, something thoughtful written within. Perhaps a small present, a trinket for on his desk. Other things. Over the years, I’ve gotten a lot of nice things from those who love me. Some of them remembered. Some forgotten. The old cliche fits so well, it is the thought that matters, not the gift. It is the thought that matters, not the gift itself. Yes, I repeated. Exploring the lean muscle in her stomach and rubbing the outside of her thighs. She moved inside her thighs and stroked the soft flesh. Teasing herself to where she couldn’t stand it anymore. She stripped off her night gown and spread her legs wide, stroking down to the outer lips and gently rubbing the swollen nub. More shocks of pleasure and she was soaked. Her breath caught in her throat and she rolled over and crawled over to Jason’s side of the bed. He didn’t stir as she hovered over him.. Gently running them over her lips she asked, what do you think of little kimmy now. Pressing them on her lips, Kim pushed them into Rebecca's mouth. As she brushed across her tongue, Rebecca closed her lips around them. Mmm, Kim said softly. Take all you want. Crawling back between her legs, Kim settled down for some serious pussy licking. As Rebecca arched her back, Kim's work was rewarded. She drank down as much as she could before her jaw started hurting. Laying her head on Rebecca's thigh,.
Read MoreThen they would do it all over again. Sometimes he puts a brown paper bag over my head. I am so hurt, so ashamed, humiliated. He never fucks me...
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