“Again!” Chloe barked. “Have a good one,” Tommy said. Xxnx Really. He counted himself lucky he got to use her. Young little thing, popping a popsicle in and out of her plush lips in public, wearing next to nothing. Please please—GOD, YES!” Chloe mummed her frantic promising as Tommy finally drilled his prick up her pussy. She loved feeling his arm hair against her soft skin. Her brain felt like mush, and her Daddy’s surprise dicking down of her pussy put the needy little girl out of her misery. Her grey eyes red and gleaming. “That’s my good girl,” Tommy coddled her, yanking her hair so her mouth met his freed cock. “Oh my god, Daddy! “No, you insolent little bitch,” he spat. “Damn, look at that.” Chloe looked over her shoulder. His trunks were around his ankles, and he was hard as steel. Which made
