My orgasm just kept going and going, the feeling of Daddy’s enormous, pounding cock deep inside me refusing to let me down off my peak! Indian sex He moved his hands, too. He’d already given me money for supper, so I wouldn’t have to come back and forth and could stay at school studying until it was time to start getting the boys ready for their game. I trembled in his arms as he began gently stroking my lips, the sensations so incredible I almost didn’t realize he’d slid his other hand up under my shirt, now tightly kneading my breast through only the thin, lacy fabric of my cute new bra. but then to make me have three more all in a row like that using his mouth? I was a good girl, I’d never let a boy touch my boobs before… but I think we’ve all just learned to keep our mouths closed about our preferences, if we don’t want to get publicly shamed and called pedophiles just for liking skinny girls who we actually find attractive!”
“Well… Then we headed to the kitchen for a drink of ice water. We lost twenty to twenty-six.”
“Well, shame about the loss, but here’s to no work for me!” he grinned, lifting his glass in mock salute, and I laughed.
