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Warm spit soaked his cockshaft, dribbled to the sheet. “Ooooh, Daddy!” She humped, twisting her hips, her cunt grinding
against her father’s face. She used her tongue on Crissy’s
ass, enjoying her sister’s whimpering sighs of joy. “Fuck me!”
Douglas pushed the head of his cock into his daughter’s cunt. The room was
spinning, her body felt as if it were on fire. “I think you will,” Tammy said, scampering down to his limp cock. She twisted
her hips and ground her clit against his hard groin. “Easy, baby,” he soothed, keeping his raging passion in check. “Faster, Daddy! It was jutting out from his groin stiff as a board. Make her howl.”
Douglas couldn’t take the strain any longer. Panting, she stared at his prick. It spurred her on. He felt her small tits
mash against his chest, her nipples like hot pokers searing his skin. He stared at his cock, enjoying the sight of his prick
shaft skewering her tight pussy. Crissy trembled.