Really, REALLY inap—ooooh!—propriate…” His own breath accelerated and choppy, he again queried, “complaint?” “…uhh…n…n…oh! xxx 18 . …” As she sighed, panted and quivered all over from the ever more urgent tingling sensations her dad’s ministrations brought to her swollen pubescent cuze, her dear ol’ dad popped his thumb to the hilt inside her and squeezed her throbbing clit from inside and out. “OhhhhMyGOD! Finally, there was no holding back: “Oh my God, Cindy! (sigh, giggle).” “I don’t see ya complainin’…” “Nope…but I might…dunno yet…” Cindy flushed in the mirror, placed both hands on the sink, sighed and giggled some more, like the fourteen year old child she was as he continued stroking, caressing and cupping her butt cheeks. That was all Cindy’s poor dad, with his straining, bobbing, pre-cumming cock needed to hear as he stumbled behind
