"You're going to like fucking a lot, Trista. I can tell because you're so pretty." Okay, um ... Daddy." Ha!" I grinned at her. "That's my little slut....Now, bend over ... Stick your ass out for me ... That's it, spread your legs and put your face in the bowl." In the bowl?" I want you to lick up all that yummy sperm while I fuck your cunt," I told her, pushing the girl down and she was amazing.I slipped my left hand between her smooth thighs and my daughter had been no virgin, obviously, having. You giggle at the effect you’re having on me, then turn and walk slowly off into the living room… All day, you pose for my camera in a selection of sexy outfits. I feel like such a perv, but I can’t stop staring at your body. Every time your eyes meet mine, I can barely breathe. My lust for you must be so obvious, and you’re enjoying my discomfort immensely, flirting outrageously, and striking up sexier and sexier poses, dancing up to me, close enough to feel the warmth of your skin, then. Her life long dream of being a massage therapist for a hockey club was coming true. She did her job well, working on the likes of Kariya, Forsberg, Aebischer, Foote, and of course, one of her favorites, Teemu Selanne, the Finnish Flash. Everytime he entered the room, her heart skipped a beat. She knew she blushed every time her hands would touch him. This was her job though, to massage his muscles, to take away the aches and pains as much as she could. The game had ended and Teemu scored the. Johnny was tired when he pulled into the motel. He looked over at Elle and she was asleep, lying flat on her back with her legs apart. He looked her over, she was so beautiful. He looked at her crotch. Her pants had shifted up while she slept, splitting her labia to give her a nice cameltoe. His dick throbbed. He wanted her.He registered for a room with two beds. He was still a gentleman. When he came back to the truck he slung her stuff over his shoulder and picked her and carried her to his.