“I’ll pick up one of my girls and be at your place by six.”
Alex slapped a hand on my back. XXX “So hot!” Tonya gasped, burying her fingers into her pussy. Tonya scampered by to the kitchen. “Daddy dumped all his cum in me. She held me tight. “You remember what I told you about anal.”
“Use plenty of lube,” Tonya said. Dad’s Mind-Controlled Daughters
Chapter Two: Daughter’s Cherry Birthday Gift
A Belt Buckle Mind-Control Story
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2020
Notes: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Or that some magical belt buckle had, what, mind-controlled my daughters? She bounced up and down, her boobs jiggling. “Shit, shit, shit!” I moaned, thrusting away at her bowels. Her tongue must be licking over that virgin pussy, brushing the intact hymen I would be soon popping. “Fill me with your seed. My innocent, quiet, shy, virginal daughter said those words like a pure
