I could just see her fanny lips with a tuft of dark hair under the folds of the skirt. I was in the armchair again with the same young girl slouched a...ross my knee, her hand on my erection. Dennis was draped, eyes closed, along the settee, his head in Anji’s lap. He had one leg flopped onto the floor. An empty beer glass dangled from his hand. I was pretty drunk by then with my hand up the girl’s sweater playing carelessly with her nipples. By this time, her bra was round her neck and I still. "Oh yeah," he answered. "Baby likes Daddy's hard cock, doesn't she. That's it, Sugar, ride Daddy's cock, ride him like a big girl. You just think you've been fucked before. By the time I get through with you, you'll be walkin' bow-legged." "Oooh! Daddy," she squealed as she steadily worked herself up and down on Jim's dick. "You've got SUCH a dirty mind. Talking that way to your daughter. You oughta be ashamed." Then she laughed deep in her throat, a laugh that evolved into a long groan of pure. More

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