All Carla could do was stare with her eyes wide. Her father’s fucking was so rough she couldn’t focus directly on her mother, she could only look ...p at her standing in the doorway while she took her coat off and hung it in the closet. What was she going to think? What would she say? She was walking in on her husband and daughter in the throws of extreme carnal passion. They weren’t making love. They weren’t having sex. They were fucking. Fucking in its most primal form. Bent over like creatures. Trods det at hun smed dem lige foran mig følte jeg stadig at det ville være uhøfligt."Kan du ikke også lige tørrer mine ben af?" Spurgte hun."Jo" svarede jeg usikkert. Jeg viste at jeg ikke kunne undgå at se hendes fisse nu. Jeg startede ved hendes fødder og arbejdede mig op. Jeg nåede op og så hendes fisse. Min pik blev endnu mere stiv end før. Jeg gjorde an til at stoppe, men blev afbrudt af Birthe. "Kan du ikke bare tørrer mig helt når du nu er i gang?" Spurgte hun. "Jo" svarede jeg endnu. I push my cock in her pussy in one shot she screamed loud in pain but I was completely in her now I lean forward and start licking her hairy underarms. The smell of her sweat making me mad.I gradually increased my speed and same time her moaning also increased so I place my mouth on her mouth and start kissing her.In excitement she started scratching my back .She wrap her legs around my hips and also start giving thrust from down.My hands start pressing her small boobs fucking her very hard.. Her big tits are wet and glistening from the shower steam and dripping a mix of sweat and condensing water from the steamy air. She pulls her soaked fingers out of her dripping cunt causing a wet slurping noise which causes my rapidly hardening dick to twitch upwards shamelessly. "It's for a project" She states confidently, staring straight into my eyes.We both begin laughing so hysterically that it causes us several wheezing minutes to catch our breath and calm down. I realized then that she.