Father And Daughter Summer Getaway: Episode 3

We headed across the store where I snagged halter tops, peasant blouses, V-necks, scoop necks, baby doll t-shirts, belly shirts. My pussy clenched as he rubbed harder, his fingers digging into my flesh. I sucked in a deep breath. The small changing room spun about me as my body drank in every blast of Daddy’s taboo seed while I moaned into my panties. I didn’t care if it was my Daddy doing the touching. Only the door didn’t close behind me right away. My head buzzed with images of me being Daddy’s wife. Daddy thrust his cock. I leaned forward and licked. It felt so exposed. Massaging his feet, stripping him naked, laying beneath him as he pumped his cock in and out of me. It was so embarrassing.