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“Tell me.”
“It looks like you’re fucking your daughter in a parking lot where anyone could see.”
“But she looked good tonight, Trish. Amateur porn Other girls’ hands on her, lifting her up. “Whose pussy is this, Lucy?”
She swallowed hard and met my eyes. Do you know what that means?”
She continued to shake in my arms, unable to answer. Come all over Daddy’s cock so Coach Trish has more to drink.”
Lucy’s breath suddenly stopped. “Fuck!” I bit out, feeling my own orgasm simmering beneath the surface of my skin. Her cunt clamped down and pulsed around my cock. Lucy groaned, feeling it too. Some spectators loitered while others climbed into their cars and filtered out of the lot. Lucy groaned, feeling it too. A testament to your excellent coaching, I’m sure. As I made her scream in pleasure. Ever since she’d come to my house to confront me over a startling confession Lucy had made, that her Daddy fucked her sometimes. I’d watched her cheer all night. “We can’t right now, Daddy. “Now get it wet.”
Her hand went to her lips and waited for her tongue to gather enough spit. On cue, the coach moaned and slurping noises drifted up from below me.

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