Jenna stared up at him, unsure of what to do. He leaned down and kissed her again.This kiss was longer, much longer. Probably about two minutes. Jenna...was the one to pull away again. “Damien, we can’t.”His hands slipped from her waist to her ass, she gasped. “Damien, we shouldn’t.”He towed her to the couch, somehow getting her on his lap. He kissed her neck and collarbone.“Damien-” she began.“What’s wrong, Jenna?” he said in a low, sex voice. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”“Maybe in highschool. I wrapped my arms around his neck and worked my legs around his hips and rolled backwards and we fell to the floor, daddy on top. Now my legs encircled his back and my honeypot shoved up to meet his thrusting. A rhythm developed, he plunged, I rose, he withdrew, I slumped. Faster and faster we kept that rhythm, until my honeypot was erupting over and over, those wrinkles inside were constricting and pulsing around daddy's dick, I was muttering how I loved him, how I loved his dick in me, how I. More

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