Ever my protector, my dad reached out after me and caught me in his large hands. He circled them around my chest, which was a thrill of its ebony own, and picked me up into the air and carried me to my bedroom. I squealed with joy, and I could smell the aroma of the leaked cum wafting off of his fingers, which heightened my lustiness. “Once at my bed, Daddy tore the blankets down and tossed me down like a ragdoll and I shrieked and giggled again. Instantly, I splayed amateur out all my limbs and looked masturbation up from beneath bbw his hovering frame. I laid there, my chest heaving, surging with adrenaline and hormones while he stood there admiring me. “He didn’t move for some time, but after a moment, he urged quietly, ‘Say it.’ “‘What?’ I inquired, puzzled. “‘Say it, baby,’ he repeated. “Then I knew what he wanted. I blushed and bit my lip. It felt silly, for some reason, to say it in that moment. It felt naughty and I was suddenly and uncharacteristically shy. But deep within me I found the courage. I bit my thumbnail and, looking him in the eye, said with a timid grin, ‘Fuck me, Daddy.’ He exhaled slowly and bent over me, casting his large shadow over my small frame. “Zoey!” he growled as his dick spurted more and more jizz into my convulsing twat. You even said so yourself that you’d close in about 20 minutes. I took the first nipple in my mouth. Feeling some amount of embarrassment washing over her, she sat in awkward silence. Black Widow... I slowly amateur run my hand from just under her breast, down her stomach and into her crotch. I dont know if it was the wine or the sun,but ebony I dozed off picturing the two of them together making love.I dreamed of them laying on top of one another licking each others clit. And yelled out “Catttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt” as I masturbation bbw started pumping cum deep inside her. “Any idea what it is now?” Harold asked, barely keeping his temper in check. "I would love to take pictures of your COCK, for our project . . . He is far stronger than he was." "Thanks. She seemed on the verge of fleeing, but couldn't quite seem to look away. “Hey, can you blame her?
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