Almost as good as you.” She heard him gasp. “Awww…Good to know I still got it.” She slapped her daughter’s ass. Carla gasped a little. “M...mmy, I-“ Carla was interrupted as her father got back to fucking her hard again. “Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!” She stuttered as his pounding was kicked into overdrive. “I’m going to go start dinner. I’m sure you two are hungry.” Carla’s mother walked off towards the kitchen. Her father couldn’t last much longer. He shoved his daughter forward squishing her face into. Fists clenched and shoulders hunched. Wet, dark strands of hair blowing wildly in the strong gusts of wind that came from every direction. In a t-shirt and shorts, she was as wet as if she'd just climbed out of a swimming pool and she looked as disgusted as a wet cat. I wiped the slight film of condensation from the inside of the window for a better look. For some reason, I had the feeling she was looking right at me. I looked around to see if there was anyone near she could have been staring. More

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