Amy tried to fight his fingers but the more she thrust her tongue out to get his fingers out of her mouth the more coated her tongue became with his cum. By 10 am on Sunday Amy was exhausted, thirsty and hungry. Every time their father moved out and back in to her it caused Amy to be driven deeper on Roger’s cock. But… well sorry if I upset you.”
“I had to put you to bed.” He said. They didn’t speak much about it but after they had found out about the pregnancy they had gotten married. “hey.”
“Hey.” She mumbled. Her father opened her door with a cup of coffee and a smile. She handed the bottle back and snuggled in to him once again. “Fuckkk.” Roger’s toes curled as cum began to fountain from his teenage balls. “Oh fuck, you are tighter than your momma was.” He let his body rest over her and began to hump himself in to her.
