"Hi, Daddy. Whatcha watchin'?"Bill looked up to see his daughter Betsy walking into the den. He was sure glad Betsy hadn't seen that commercial. It wa... totally disgusting! Bill wondered if she'd seen any of these ads when he and his wife Martha weren't around. It was so hard to protect children these days."Nothing much, honey," Bill answered. "Just killing time."Betsy sat down next to her dad and stared at the screen for a while. Bill Powell's daughter was the light of his life. She was just. His big heavy balls tightened and his dick grew even bigger and harder as his cum surged through the long, pulsating shaft."Cum for me Baby," Betty hissed. Her body trembled and goosebumps formed on her bare flesh. She felt his seed splash against her cervix and soaked her still fertile womb.Harold grunted like a wild boar as he emptied his balls inside her. He continued to thrust for a full minute after his climax subsided, whipping their combined juices into a frothy lather before his spent. I have reviewed those events so many times they are seared in my mind. I kissed every inch of her from head to pussy. Once I arrived at her pussy, I found she was flowing with the sweetest female nectar I have ever tasted. I savored it as I lapped at everywhere my tongue could reach. I inserted two fingers into her moist opening, stroking the in and out. I attempted to give her as much pleasure as she could take. She loudly moaned out her pleasure. Most of her words of praise for my. ’ Patrick blushed as his hand unconsciously tried to cover the bulge in his pants. He attempted to change the subject. ‘Is that your niece or nephew?’ The black haired lady answered, ‘He’s my son. We had him through artificial insemination.’ Then she patted her partner’s stomach. ‘She’s in her first trimester.’ ‘Congratulations,’ Patrick said. ‘Thanks,’ the blond responded. ‘A word of advice, try not to stare. You’re in Chelsea. The LGBT community is large here. We’re friendly, but we don’t.