My daughter

Author: Katie Andrews

mouth. He slobbered around, tongue- fucking my ass as his roughly shaven face scratched my inner thighs raw. He pulled my ass cheeks wide and dug his tongue in as deep as it could go, making me thrash and moan in ecstasy. After long minutes of rimming me out, his mouth leapt to mine and his tongue was quickly replaced at my asshole by two thick fingers. He was wasting no time, ramming them home, making me yelp into his mouth as he sucked hard on my tongue.

John fingerfucked me relentlessly while his mouth made contact with just about every nook and cranny of my entire body. His fingers repeatedly slammed into my prostate gland and skidded by it deep inside of me. When I tried to reciprocate at all, he firmly pressed me back down into supplication against the couch. He wanted me to know that he was in control. The only places he had not touched me were my throbbing rock hard dick and balls. He moved them out of his way when he had to, but otherwise he ignored them in every other sense. He obviously knew what he was doing; in short order I was aching for some sort of release. Precum drooled continuously out of my cock and dribbled onto my torso. He lapped it up greedily from my stomach, but was careful to never touch the slippery head of my dick with his tongue. Despite my electric sensuality I was beginning to think he had some pretty serious sexual hang-ups.

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