I rubbed my clit all through the movie, wondering what it would be like to be with a woman, to lick her pussy and have her lick mine. Indian sex video And then Daddy stood up. I groaned, swallowing the flood. He nuzzled into my golden curls as I bobbed my mouth faster. It rested closer to the divider separating this stall from the next one. I shuddered, his touch sending an immediate rush of pleasure shooting down my thigh. “Something musty.”
My cheeks warmed. “What a whore,” Daddy grunted as I sucked the cocks. “Oh, God, this is too much. “Yes, you are. The man’s body thrust hard, his hands gripping her waist. A dirty cheater. And then a new movie played. Your naughty, sinful harlot.”
“Yes,” he grunted and thrust a final time, his cum spilling into me. Pleasure exploded inside of me. The last one, which had my dad excited. No chance to take our time and enjoy each other. “Morning, Alexandra.”
“Morning, Mother,” I said, trembling, my hands clasped before me as she set three plates down on the table. And I could see why. “Blue films.”
I shook my head. “Oh, you are just eager for my sinful hole, Daddy,” I purred when we entered the stall. It was only right. A hot thrill shot through me as I studied his cock.
