” Like, I know this guy is about to cum, and I know the whole thing about spitor swallow, but like the actual mechanics of the whole thing escape me... Like, what is this shit going totaste like? Or feel like? And do I really want to swallow this dude’s sperm? But if I’m going to spit itout, what the hell am I supposed to do with it? Where would I spit it? And like, oh fuck, I guess I reallydon’t have any idea what I’m doing. But despite this running conversation with myself in the back of my. "I need you so much Molly." He said again, brushing his face lightly against my breasts now."Dad," I said as he pinched one of my nipples with his lips through my tee shirt. "Dad, don't do that." He pushed up my tee shirt and latched onto my breast, sucking my nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it.I tried pushing away from him, it only bent me backwards. He had a good grip around my waist. Maybe this was all he wanted, I thought desperately. It felt so good! I could let him do. "Can't you at least put daddy in a better room like me, ma'am? He doesn't like the way the other prisoners treat him. He doesn't deserveit. He really doesn't."Amy saw an assistant shrug. "We'll think about it, Sasha, but the reason they don't like him is because of what he did to you." Daddy did nothing to me, ma'am. He saved me." Perhaps. Then, he also raised you as his daughter." I am daddy's daughter, ma'am." But you're a boy." I used to be a boy, ma'am. Not anymore. Not for years." Don't. "Before he could comment, her head had dropped back to his prick and she once more busied him with her mouth. This time there was less hesitancy. Hungrily, she sucked at him, her cheeks hollowing deeply. Her tongue also came into play, swirling around and around over the sensitive surface of his glans.Appreciatively, he reached down and stroked the uptilted curves of her exposed ass. She moaned around her mouthful of cock and excited waves of gooseflesh rippled up and down her spine. He scooted.