I slowly finger fucked her, while I moved my hips in rhythm to her movements. xnx I looked up and saw my wife’s silhouette in the doorway. I want special bedtime stories every night now.”
My wife laughed and told me, “This is your own fault. You know what that means, right?” My daughter looked at me so expectedly. I pulled my hand away, licked my fingers, enjoying the sweetness clinging to them, and turned the page. When I was completely drained, I cradled her gasping, purring body in my arms and carefully walked to her bed. Would you like a bedtime story?”
“Mmmm, yeah. “I told you she would be hooked. Her fingers pistoned into her slick pussy, keeping time with her mouth on her father’s throbbing dick. “Well, I don’t look forward to it.
