“Now… come to Daddy, darling,” he beckoned. XXX Then he stood up and she fell onto her knees. Sally squirmed on his lap, rubbing her ass against his prick. With an eager grin, Sally straddled his hips, her knees sinking into the seat cushions on either side of his muscular thighs. You remember hearing about your Uncle Steve, don’t you?” Gary asked. “For several reasons, honey. But now… well, honey, your uncle’s a good man. “Now… come to Daddy, darling,” he beckoned. The teenager rocked and humped and pumped her daddy’s prick as if she were riding a horse. “Ooohh, Daddy,” she squealed as she perched her ass squarely on the man’s lap. “Mmmm, Daddy,” she cooed. He went overseas in the service before I was even born,” Sally said.
