Be faithful to me. My wife’s snatch writhed and spasmed about me. I felt her toned muscles ripple as she rose up my cock, whimpering in her delight. It was incredible. Her fingernails bit into my back. Right, honey?”
“Of course, Daddy,” Garnet moaned from the hallway. To have true value and not to feel disposable. Blavatsky saw. “That if I loved you, I wouldn’t need to have another woman in our bed.”
“If you loved me, you wouldn’t have fucked all those whores!” she hissed. She wasn’t much older than my daughter, maybe five or six years older. This was what was meant to be. She was so sexy. “You want to eat your new mother’s pussy.”
“You know I do, Daddy!” moaned Garnet. “I… Pleasure shot down my shaft as she kissed and nuzzled at the crown. “You are better than Mitch,” I said. I glanced at my cute, eighteen-year-old sister, smiling.
