Yesss…aaah…ummm….Then fir maine uski panty bhi nikal di .. Uske chute k dam shaved thi ..Fir main uski chut chatne laga .. Maine apni jeeb uski ...hut me daali aur andar bahar krne laga .. Wo toh jaise pagal ho rhi thi…mujhe wo baalon se pakad ke anddar bahar krne lgi…aur siskiyan le rhi thi .. Chodo do aaj iss chut ko…aahhhaa .. Umm .. Yess .. Aur tej .. Yesss….Fir maine usse thoda tease krne ke liye beech me hi chor diya and apne bhi kapde kholne laga .. Usne ek dam se mera lund chut me dalne. "Let daddy fuck your little throat, baby girl."She opened her mouth willingly as he gripped the back of her head once again and started sliding his cock in and out of her mouth. He loved the gagging sounds she made as he humped her little face. He saw her fingering herself into another orgasm as he used her mouth and groaned loudly, still not able to believe what a slut his daughter was."Fuck, I'm almost there, bitch!" He groaned as he pulled his cock out of her mouth and aimed it at her. .. while the new furnace is being installed.”Mirriam felt relief first. If she’d had more time to think about it, she might have wondered why Agatha Roberts would have called Bobby to come see to her furnace in the first place, but events had already outpaced the time she had to react. Mirriam Dalton was, at heart, a woman who believed that tolerance was the bedrock of truly civilized people. That she and her friends did not receive the benefit of tolerance made it no less ingrained in her own. When dad finally did remove his hand; it was time for me to breathe again, swallow what I could and, clean up part of the mess. His cum was thick and a little salty; a connoisseur of sperm, I had to give it an eight at least. My clean-up also took in polishing his still-erect cock. That is until he pushed me away, “Christ, you have to stop…damn…you’re driving me crazy now.” I was just trying to do my best.So, I asked him, “Was that good dad…I did it right?”After more heavy breathing he smiled,.