Daddy’s salty cum coated my lips along with her tangy cream. I shuddered, my hands gripping her thighs as she whimpered. Her hips ground her snatch ...gainst me, smearing her cunt across my mouth. I opened wide, letting that naughty mix of juices flow into my mouth.This was such a wicked thing to do. I thrust my tongue out, eager to taste more and more of my daddy’s spunk. My body trembled, heat flowing through me. My tongue fluttered through her pussy, caressing her silky folds, gathering up. She block my lips with her index finger and said with a sexy tone “ maybe next time cowboy.’We both got dress and said nothing for rest of the car ride. When I finally got to her destination she gave me a peck on the cheek and said “ Brian make sure you go straight home no what and I will see you tomorrow at the fire house.” Not paying her no mine again I said “ok if go straight home could we go out for a cupof coffee some time soon?” She snickered and nodded her head as a yes then walk off in. And a range of clothing for you all – I am sure something will be suitable.”He strode away without waiting for a response, and once in his own room he picked up the phone and issued a few instructions. He pulled his clothes away and strode into his bathroom and straight into the shower, where he simply let the water wash over him.He dried and then dressed in black jeans and a black shirt, and then walked into the small living area that he had mentioned earlier.Michael sat down in front of the. Boring. Rudimentary. Uninspired.No, their punishment must be more severe. Tailor made to fit their self-serving nature. A reliquary for their crimes.The Kitsune smiled wryly. She knew what to do.It was simple really. Top laners were prone to fucking over their own team to satisfy their urges to fight the opposing top laner. Thereby, it only seemed fair that, as punishment for such actions, they spent time fucking their opponent to satisfy her cravings. It would be just how they like to fight:.