" What?" There's a mattress back there you big cock loving whore. Get back there because I'm going to fuck you silly."I never would have known if my f...ve-year-old hadn't come home crying."What's the matter sweetheart?" Jeffie called me a dumb old girl. Why are boys so mean daddy? I don't like boys, they are icky." Not all boys are icky sweetheart. I'm a boy and you don't think I'm icky, do you?" You're not a boy, you're a daddy." Well you don't worry your pretty little head about it sweetie.. I watched him lick his lips, god it made me hard. The bulge in my jeans was more than noticeable, I turned and smiled at him, he looked guilty. I stood up and let him see his effect on me. He told me that there were two problems here and he would deal with the hard one first. I nodded. David's fingers worked swiftly on the buttons of my hipsters. My cock sprang free, open lips and a warm mouth greeted it. He bobbed greedily on my shaft; hands slipped from my waist onto the top of my jeans then. Mujhe bohut ajeeb laga. Main Bhakti ko acche se upar se neeche dekhne lagi. Bhakti ne video play kardi.Me: Ye kya kar rahi hai band kar koi aagaya to.Bhakti: Ghar pe koi nahi hai.Mujhe bhi man ho raha tha par main mana kar rahi thi. Bhakti ne mera hath pakad ke rok liya taki mein band na karu. Mera hath abhi meri thighs ke upar tha aur Bhakti ka hath mere hath ke upar. Us video mein ladka apni soti hui behen ki skirt upar karke uski pussy mein apna dick ragadta hai.Main bhi ye dekh ke garam ho. “It’s Rob and the others. They’re here.” “Oh shit!” Katie cried, tearing open the sleeping bag zipper and frantically grabbing for her underwear. I fell over myself as I struggled to get my own undies on. We exchanged a panicked look as we desperately kicked ourselves into our pants and wrestled with our shirts. Shoving my head through the sleeve of my t-shirt, I ripped it open. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” My entire world became not getting caught in such a compromising position with Katie. And judging.