For the briefest of seconds he looked down at her. Ass high in the air. “Can Daddy wake me when we get there?” His hand resting on her head, playing with her hair. He let their embrace go. He started to rub and her moans came quickly after that. He pulled her sun dress up and ran his hand over her perfectly round ass. Her left hand worked the plug in and out of her mouth and built up the saliva on it. Her backpack over her shoulders. How much more she needed him. Then he smiled. “Yes Daddy,” she mumbled with her mouth full. Read 25752 times |
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It slid past her rim with no issues. His strong arms wrapped around her. But she looked over to his smiling face as he drove and knew it didn’t matter. Opening the back, he put her suitcase next to his. “Yes, slut taking, oh fuck,” he screamed. Their lips touched and it was like a million tiny stars exploded. His large strong hands taking hers. Retrying her ribbon. His sexy legs are in full view. His strong arms wrapped around her. His free hand found its way up her skirt. His free hand found its way up her
