“Where is my brother, by the way?”
“He said he’d find us,” Rose said. Chloe’s eyes widened as she felt her insides get rearranged and destroyed. But little Chloe still couldn’t handle all Tommy’s big dick in her mouth. “Maybe Rose and I should make you our little cum receptacle, honey,” Tommy said to his daughter. “Ooo, ice cream!” Sure enough, an ice cream truck was parked towards the end of the parking area, just off the gravel path. Especially with the roof down.”
Chloe rolled her eyes in frustration. “But that we shouldn’t wait for him.” Rose was smiling, as was Chloe. She could still see the ice cream truck boy in her peripheral vision. She felt herself wrenched to her feet by her hair. “Da—rdy” Chloe screamed out, and Tommy plastered his palm over her mouth to stop her from giving them away to everyone on the shore. I love it! “Tell the nice lady, honey,” he ordered, smacking her ass for emphasis. “Yes, Daddy!” She thought she’d have a slutty assgasm in front of their one woman-audience if her Daddy said another word to her. “Blow me like a good bitch, sweetie.” He hooked two fingers up Chloe’s hole, prying her tightness open.
