“Your Dad told me what happened tonight,” and as she spoke she took her daughter’s hand and brought it up to her husband’s prick and molded her tiny fingers around the thick shaft
. A sudden flash of images ripped through her mind and she imagined she could remember every time her father’s hand had lingered a second too long on her butt or his cock had twitched against her thigh as she sat in his lap. She heard what her Mom was saying but the young girl almost felt as if she was outside herself watching this bizarre scene instead of actually taking part in it
Huge Butt. . “Why am I doing this?” I demanded
“Your Dad told me what happened tonight,” and as she spoke she took her daughter’s hand and brought it up to her husband’s prick and molded her tiny fingers around the thick shaft
. A sudden flash of images ripped through her mind and she imagined she could remember every time her father’s hand had lingered a second too long on her butt or his cock had twitched against her thigh as she sat in his lap. She heard what her Mom was saying but the young girl almost felt as if she was outside herself watching this bizarre scene instead of actually taking part in it
Huge Butt. . “Why am I doing this?” I demanded
“Your Dad told me what happened tonight,” and as she spoke she took her daughter’s hand and brought it up to her husband’s prick and molded her tiny fingers around the thick shaft
. A sudden flash of images ripped through her mind and she imagined she could remember every time her father’s hand had lingered a second too long on her butt or his cock had twitched against her thigh as she sat in his lap. She heard what her Mom was saying but the young girl almost felt as if she was outside herself watching this bizarre scene instead of actually taking part in it
Huge Butt. . “Why am I doing this?” I demanded
Classic Stags 181 30's to 60's - Scene 1