Did he suddenly sober up enough to realize he was really fucking his daughter? xxx Even with my eyes closed I could only imagine my father. Then wiped at his wet ball sack. I put more of it on and reached down between her legs again, this time I pushed some of the jelly between her slit coating the inside of her lips and the rim of her vaginal opening. Damn Cynthia. There’s a few more areas that need my attention.”
She looked at me confused. Even if I didn’t actually plan it. “Oh, yes daddy!” I moaned. This time I went straight for her button, that sensitive spot I hadn’t touched. He probably just realized I wasn’t with him.
