Tonight on the Real World: Sydney, we see Shauvon (Sydney) still try and make the ultimate choice between her ex David and the life in Sydney. She'll still struggle with the fact that she really loves her boyfriend, but she still wants to be a part of the Real World experience very much. In addition, Dunbar (Sydney) joins the group who have troubles with their significant other, as his girlfriend Julie is coming to Sydney fairly soon. Nervous or anxious about her arrival, Dunbar rips into Parisa (Sydney) and lets loose on her.
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when does Trisha leave the house?
they are dragging it out to keep people watching
**SPOILER**
ashli comes into the house on the episode on november 8th
ok good do you know which one leaves? or both? im so confused i though trisha was the one to leave for hitting someone.. and i am so sick of this storyline it is wayyyyy to dragged out
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
that was so unnecessay and immature get a life besides probably taking up all of ur day to write that for anyone to see. u need help and once, again a life.
Blogmaster -- Can't you delete this crap???
CAN THE BLOG ADMINISTRATORS PLEASE DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS, OK MAYBE A FEW RANDOM THINGS CAN BE FUNNY SOMETIMES BUT THIS INCEST STUFF IS BEYOND DISGUSTING. I DONT EVENKNOW HOW ANY ONE CAN READ THIS ENOUGH TO KEEP PASTINGIT IN HERE. IT MAKES ME SICK TO MY STOMACH, CANYOU PLEASE LIMIT HOW LONG REPONSES CAN BE OR SOMETHING
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
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"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?""Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
"Yes, fill me, Daddy," she moaned.
He stiffened and she felt pulse after pulse of warmth coat her insides.
They fell next to each other, panting.
"That ... was fun," she gasped out.
He looked over at her, skirt still up over her hips, shirt hanging from her shoulders.
"I think I like you dressed like this best of all," Jim said.
"Oh, Daddy, don't stop!" she whispered. "Please. Please lick me."
Trisha shrieked as he dove his tongue deep into her pussy, plundering its wetness and nerves with each stroke. One hand moved up to rub her clit as he licked her, and her hands clenched the bedsheets. He pushed her legs up toward her head, exposing her ass, and his tongue slid downward to her tight asshole. It delved in, and she grew frantic. She moaned deeply as his tongue and fingers sped up. Trisha came in a rush and a gasp, shrieking, "Daddy!"
"Daddy wants to put his cock in his baby girl's pussy and make her feel REALLY good," Jim said. "Is that OK?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said. "Do it like you did before. You make me feel so special."
Climbing on top of her, straddling her hips, and pushing her skirt up, Jim reached down and tore open the blouse. The buttons flew everywhere and the white shreds covered the tops of her arms. Her breasts were then open to his gaze, and he reached down to caress them.
Trisha moaned at the lust in his eyes and the feelings that raced to her pussy when he touched her breasts. A caress to the side. A pinch to the nipple. He leaned over, and a lick between her breasts. She felt her pussy growing wetter and wetter.
"Oooo, Daddy, please ... I ... I need something!" she whispered. "Please, Daddy, make me feel good again!"
Jim obliged, kneeling between her legs and sliding his cock home. Trisha let out a deep moan as he filled her.
"Yessss," she hissed, briefly dropping out of character.
"Mmmm," Jim said. "Somebody likes Daddy-cock in her pussy."
"Daddy, it makes me feel all good-funny when you talk like that," she whispered. "Move in me again, make me feel even better. Please."
He moved slowly at first, in and out, enjoying the savor of his lover-erstwhile-daughter-pussy on his cock. She moaned, loving the illicitness of the roles they were playing.
"Talk dirty to me," Jim said. "Tell Daddy what you're feeling."
"I love when you do this to me, Daddy," Trisha said. "I love when you touch my ... pussy? ... and make me feel good. Feel special. When that special tickle comes and I get all wet down there, I love that. I love that you love doing this to me. I love making you feel special with my tongue on your ... cock."
His thrusts sped up.
"I like fucking my daddy," she said. "I like it a lot. Does Daddy like fucking his girl?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Yeah I do."
He began thrusting frantically, then, harder and harder. Her pussy rippled at the using it was getting.
He reached up and grabbed a breast, pinching it hard again.
"Oh!" she cried.
She felt the orgasm beginning to build behind her knees, first, then the shivers rising to her thighs, then to a supernova explosion in her pussy. She clasped her legs around him with a scream.
"Daddy!"
"Can Daddy give you his man-juice?" he groaned. "Would you like to make a little sister?"
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MTV Gauntlet 3 Spoilers and Hookups
Submitted by MTV Reality Junkie on Tue, 10/23/2007 - 15:19.
Real World / Road Rules Gauntlet III Challenge: Here are best the most recent MTV Gauntlet III Spoilers. These are notorious for being way off so read with cautious optimization!
Gauntlet III: Cast
Veterans
Beth S. (Los Angeles)
Coral (Back to New York)
Adam (Paris)
CT (Paris)
Brad (San Diego)
Robin (San Diego)
Danny (Austin)
John (Key West)
Paula (Key West)
Katie (The Quest)
Casey (Fresh Meat)
Diem (Fresh Meat)
Eric (Fresh Meat)
Evan (Fresh Meat)
Ev (Fresh Meat)
Kenny (Fresh Meat)
Rookies
Frank (Las Vegas)
Johanna (Austin)
Melinda (Austin)
Nehemiah (Austin)
Rachel (Austin)
Janelle (Key West)
Tyler (Key West)
Zach (Key West)
Alex (Denver)
Brooke (Denver)
Jillian (Extreme)
Ryan (Fresh Meat)
Angel (Viewers' Revenge)
Derek (Viewers' Revenge)
Tori (Viewers' Revenge)
Gauntlet III: Elimination order and who defeated who:
1. Alex (Eliminated by Nehemiah)
2. Angel (Eliminated by Jillian)
3. Tyler (Eliminated by Frank)
4. Brooke (Eliminated by Jillian)
Rumor between Gauntlet 4 and Gauntlet 5, Tyrie quit the challenge. It is thought that he left for family reasons, but it is also believed that he quit because he got along so poorly with other men like Evan, CT, and Kenny. Regardless, he left and was replaced by MJ.
5. John (Eliminated by Evan)
6. Janelle (Eliminated by Jillian)
7. Zach (Eliminated by ?)
8. Beth (Eliminated by Coral)
9. Derek (Eliminated by ?)
10. Melinda (Eliminated by Jillian)
11. MJ (Eliminated by Frank)
For reasons you will read further below, Coral left the Challenge.
12. Casey (Eliminated by Ev)
13. Ryan( Eliminated by ?)
14. Katie (Eliminated by Paula)
15. Danny (Eliminated by ?)
The final Veteran team consisted of Adam, Brad, CT, Eric, Evan, Kenny, Diem, Ev, Paula, and Robin.
The final Rookie team as of the information I have now consisted of Frank, Nehemiah, Jillian, Johanna, Rachel, and Tori.
As you can see by the eliminations list, the Veterans slaughtered the Rookies in the missions, but shockingly the Rookies won the final mission.
Gauntlet III: Alliances, Drama, Etc.:
There was a large cross alliance between the two teams. The Veteran Males, aligned with the "Katie Clique" consisting of Katie, Robin, and Diem were apparently in agreement with a sort of "Austin Alliance" led mainly by Johanna containing Rachel, Tori, Melinda, and Nehemiah. This would explain why so many people, i.e. Jillian and Frank, went into the Gauntlet multiple times. Paula was also protected by the Veteran alliance most likely due to John's influence, and Casey was well liked and Ev was most likely kept because she was a great performer as always.
Here's a shocker: Beth didn't get along with the rest of the Veteran team, but actually more surprising is that Coral was at odds with them as well. The Veteran males hated them and even threw missions to get the opportunity to send to them to the Gauntlet. Beth and Coral formed an alliance and even a possible friendship as a result. Coral was supposedly very upset when the Veteran team voted Beth into the Gauntlet against her, either due to bonds of friendship or because Coral feared losing to Beth. Either way, Coral ended up sending her home, but when she was voted into the Gauntlet a second time she became fed up with her team's social dynamic and quit.
This was supposedly the worst experience both Beth and Coral have ever had on a challenge. Katie also allegedly became furious with her team when they voted her in to the final girls' Gauntlet after she had had their back for so long, and melted down in a manner similar to the Katie of the Inferno I and the Gauntlet I. Johanna on SpeakReality was referred to as "the new Kina" as she basically called the shots on the Rookie team. Brooke supposedly didn't like that much.
Gauntlet III: Random Rumors:
Beth and Nehemiah supposedly got into a heated argument on camera. Tenderoni was permanently dissolved.
John supposedly played some sort of role in getting Tyler voted into the Gauntlet.
Tyrie did not get along very well with most of the Veteran Males, especially CT, Evan, and Kenny. As stated above, he may have left the challenge because of this.
Friendships and alliances definitely held more gravity into Gauntlet votes than actual performance. The guys on the Veterans wanted to eliminate as many girls not in their alliance as possible, which led to huge friction between them and Beth/Coral. Coral's friendship with Evan ended as a result of this.
Tori was supposedly very different than she was on Viewers' Revenge: it has been suggested that she was a party girl who was very sexual, and very open about it.
CT and Adam got into an argument that allegedly ended with CT pouring beer over Adam's head.
Gauntlet III: Hookups:
Brooke and Ev did hooked up!
Brad and Tori hooked up.
Derek and Paula hooked up.
Frank and Jillian hooked up.
CT and Diem continue to hook up.
Shauvon's ex seems like a real ogre on the phone. If any romantic interest talked to me the way he did I'd have kicked him to the curb - does he have any idea how lucky he is to have Shauvon in his life and how many guys would hit on her? I can only guess Shauvon is going back to him because being with him is a sort of "comfort zone" and she feels she can't do any better. Oh Shauvon, please open your eyes and see the forest for the trees! I wonder if they're still together - even if they are, I'm guessing it is a doomed relationship. Was it worth leaving Sydney 2 months early Shauvon?
Also - whoever wrote those porno/incent posts the length of "War and Peace" - do you have a job?
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