She tries to resist. She tries so, so hard. Lips part slightly. Lips moisten. Wet tongue laps at lips. Hands claw. Lips whisper no, no, must not eat. ...ust not. Must not. Must not. But the hot raw stinks of the Paella work upon her, whispering, seducing the delicate lickle flower. Body becomes all twitchy. Lips dribble. She does not want to. She does not want to. But she longs so, so deeply to feast. Suddenly she cannot resist what the stinks have forced her to crave. Wet lips giggle with. "Suck him you fucking bitch!" he ordered and began to thrust the dildo inand out of my anus.I had no choice, I had to suck the cock invading my mouth, and so I wentto work with my tongue wrapping it around the spongy glans and up and downthe silky shaft. I worked my hot wet mouth so that my lips slid alongBrendan's shaft whilst my tongue slavered at his glans. I knew what I wasdoing, I'd done this before all those years ago. Get the guy off as quickas possible, just get it over with!Then I. What I discovered was that her panties were cleary way more cummy than usual! So I examined them closer and sure enough, It was definately a mans load that covered my daughter's knickers. I was stunned, angry, and yet excited. I didn't know what to do. Somebody had FUCKED my little girl today! I wanted to go wake her up and yell at her, but how would I explain how I discovered what had happened. So I just sat there and thought about it for a bit, and the more I did, the more excited and. ‘You probably don’t remember me,’ he continued. ‘I was always very shy and I usually stayed to myself. I watched you all those years ago and never had the courage to approach you. I fell in love with you then and I have loved you all these years…’ His words trailed off and Etienne stood there with his head resting against the brick wall, awaiting a response from me. I was floored. I think he knew to be patient, since I hadn’t left and I hadn’t slapped him either. After a long quiet and with as.