Looking up, and locking my eyes with yours once more, I whisper, "Cum for me, please, Sir. Fill me please... I want to feel you, feel your gift flowin... into me, please..." An incredibly primal growl fills the air as you arch your back and fill me, your release exploding deep inside me. Both of us moaning and gasping for breath as jet after jet of your hot, thick cum flows, filling me, coating you, seeping back out and wetting our thighs.You release my hips, allowing my body to relax against. Ah, oui, marijuana, she replied almost excitedly, Ive never tried. Are you ok with that? I asked. All part of the American experience, she giggled. Yeah, um so I think they said to come over around 9:00, so, um you might want to change since Robbys there, I said, looking at her outfit. Isabelle was wearing a cute Pink t-shirt with black leggings that were practically see-through from how she was stretching them. I wondered where she even found leggings small enough to be that tight on her slim. "All you want is for me to jumparound on one leg, for you to get practise in your silly,silly circusact!"Well,... and if you don't like this position, let's change it! Pleasetake a seat on me! Be a callgirl you are in your soul." Oh, thanks, very considerate...!" I straddle him and get comfortably"seated" on his erection. Then I continue with my wild up and downmovements. " Aaaaaaaah!" I gasp between thrusts. "This is alsoexhausting....!"But being lazy won't get the "job" done!" The bellboy. ..The girl turns her attention back to the man whose cock she is sitting on, and she begins to ride her father hard, sliding up and down alongthe length of the meat that is lustily prying open the intimate delights her young loins encompass her leg muscles are young and strong and she bobs the lower half of her body in a furious rhythm, meeting her father's upward thrusts in a violent mid-air collision.She cannot help but cry out as waves of pleasure rise in her groin from the pressure on her.