While she worked on freeing the little girl’s plain-but-cute undies with her keys, she determined her approach. Mature sex Max was mostly distracted by her position on top of him. Max’s heart leapt as an audible sigh escaped his daughter. “Daddy, what are you doing?”
“I’m going to cover up the hole in your pants. You’re bound to lose sooner or later. All the while, he kept the camera as still as he possibly could. It felt both naughty and breathtaking at the same time. He gave a small, ragged sigh in return. As he caressed his daughter’s injury lightly, he occasionally attempted to brush his thumb ever closer to the succulent puff of his daughter’s youthful sex. Max’s eyes went wide. That looks horrible.”
Winnie moved her hand to cover it, suddenly feeling shy. Clear globules of her girl-cum seeped from between them and rolled down his shaft, lubricating his length and preparing for her inevitable descent.
