He arches his back as his head falls back, never loosening his grip on her wrists, hard deep thrusts into her becoming less precise and controlled as his own desire races to the surface
. "Are you ready, Baby Girl?" , he growls from behind her, that kind of growl that told her how far gone he was.
Beautiful Girl. Now he had me squirming around on his lap, I kept moaning and pleading with my father not to stop; I wanted him to keep sucking on my tits. I stroked his prick as I returned his lust filled gaze
He arches his back as his head falls back, never loosening his grip on her wrists, hard deep thrusts into her becoming less precise and controlled as his own desire races to the surface
. "Are you ready, Baby Girl?" , he growls from behind her, that kind of growl that told her how far gone he was.
Beautiful Girl. Now he had me squirming around on his lap, I kept moaning and pleading with my father not to stop; I wanted him to keep sucking on my tits. I stroked his prick as I returned his lust filled gaze
He arches his back as his head falls back, never loosening his grip on her wrists, hard deep thrusts into her becoming less precise and controlled as his own desire races to the surface
. "Are you ready, Baby Girl?" , he growls from behind her, that kind of growl that told her how far gone he was.
Beautiful Girl. Now he had me squirming around on his lap, I kept moaning and pleading with my father not to stop; I wanted him to keep sucking on my tits. I stroked his prick as I returned his lust filled gaze
