She was no longer a precious child. xxx Max pulled at his daughter’s blonde braids, riding her like a pony. When his entire shaft had nearly exited her pussy, he quickly dropped her down upon his prong again. Max climbed on top of her in another big bear hug, then swished the two of them under the fluffy covers. She sat back and fingered a lock of blonde hair that had slipped from a tight braid and tucked it behind her ear. The two of them puttered around the cabin, finding things to do and, after a while, the ding of the kitchen timer cut through the air. “Fuck yes,” Max hissed, watching his little girl cumming before his eyes. Michelle cleared her throat again. She reminds me of mommy.”
“She is quite pretty,” Max admitted.
