You kind of frog march me over to the kitchen table and turn around...i knew it was you son you say as you lift your skirt...eat my cunt right now and...get your cock out for mommy its your lucky day.with that you lean back on the table and offer me your wet shaved pussy,i hear how wet it is as you open your legs.i could cum right now at the sight before me.i go down on you and you simply flop back on the table and fish your tits out of your bra and tweak your nipples,damn i wish i had a. .." dad starts, but Terri's fingers shuffle the player to her special song: "BJ 4 Daddy – Cute Girl's Head Boppin' Mix" by xSUPRAGIRLx. The artist is naturally Terri's own alias, and the volume is loud enough to blur dad's words just enough so she can pretend to not hear them until he starts saying something actually relevant.Dad puts his hand on her shoulder, but he does not immediately push her away, even though that might have been his original intention. Terri fumbles with dad's underpants,. Wait here," and the man walked back into the lab.He returned only a moment later, "the records show a 3.2 that never went online. Grandpappy must have wired a secure lifeline back to the inner sanctum. Where is everybody and don't tell me a fantastical story that everyone died 250 years ago."Yakhir concluded that he was looking into the face of madness, "I suggest you follow me and gaze out through any of the nodes through which I must return. They are the only functioning links on or around. Rocky then threw her on then bed, lifted her skirt a bit, inserted his hand and pulled out her panty. He sniffed her panty and slowly started rubbing her pussy with his hands and started to make her moan hard, “Aaaahh ohhhh”. My mother was begging him to stop, but that begging was to stop rubbing and to enter her and not to tease her.He bent down and started licking her pussy. She was grabbing his hair and trying to press his head deeper. His tongue had made her moan badly. She was biting her.