“Do it, Daddy. Daddy produced a ten dollar bill. “Club’s take, girl.”
“Of course,” I giggled. I ground harder and harder, my moans bursting from my mouth. His hands stroked my stomach as I rubbed and humped against him. And my bra wasn’t much better, lifting my large Double D’s into two mounds, a lacy, black bow between the cups. “Oh, you wicked Daddy,” I purred, letting him suckle for a moment. Heat smoldered in his dark eyes. She’s eager to help.” The “outreach” to the Sunset Homeless Shelter, which didn’t even exist, was the lie Daddy told Mother to explain tonight’s fun. I gave my admirers sultry smiles as I sank down onto Daddy’s lap, rubbing my naked pussy into his hard bulge, my butt pressing into his stomach. Can you arrange it?”
He paused, staring at me. You are a complete harlot. “Well, I’ll let you two go.” Mother said.
