“Debbie, I love you. They were all doing well. Donna never had to strain herself when a bunch of red-blooded men were around. Do it, Daddy.”
With one mighty shove, my cock shot past Debbie’s barrier and drove into her depths. For her 18th birthday, I bought her a short silk robe. Donna held both Debbie and my hands. Donna broke my spell when she said. Before I had my finger in very far, I felt her hymen. “Daddy, do I look a little like Mom in her nightie?” She stepped back and dropped her robe to the floor. When Debbie began responding to me by rocking her hip in time with my thrusts, I increased the speed and length of my strokes. Bringing her legs up and wrapping them around my hips, she cried out. After working half a day, I returned home to a naked Debbie happily making lunch. “I told you. Besides, you’re still a virgin.
