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I pumped my fingers in deep, feeling my daughter’s bowels relaxing. Just gorgeous. “It’s okay. His hands tightened on my head. I fled. She was supposed to be gardening so I could enjoy Daddy. This surge of naughty pleasure rippled through me. He was fit and strong. “I can’t believe what a naughty wife you are. Cleaning our daughter’s cunt off my cock. He filled me with his big dick. “She’s moaning into my pussy. I caressed her. My arms wrapped around her thighs to feast on her. “I’m not mad that you made love with him. “Breed us.”
Daddy’s dick twitched. “That was incredible.”
I smiled at him and then slid my mouth off his cock. “Oh, Daddy, yes!” she moaned, humping against me. I thrust both of them into her, sinking into her once-pure depths. My tongue fluttered through my daughter, her body bucking. I drove her wild with my tongue. My arms wrapped around her thighs to feast on her. My hunger swelled and swelled. I breathed in his manly musk. It filled my belly, warming down to my cunt. I thrust my tongue inside my mother’s sweet cunt.
