Wild Outdoor Fucking Marathon

I’d find myself looking at the smooth skin of her thigh or she bend over and I catch a glimpse of her panties and I’d get a very unfatherly feeling. XXNX It was small, no more than five inches, but up close it looked huge. He thrust twice and I cam, soaking my wife’s panties. He finger fucked my ass for another minute or two, while a wet patch of pre-cum spread on the front of Susan’s panties. “D-D-daddy,” I moaned back. At once Chuck’s hands were working their way up my legs. At once I slid the whole thing into my mouth. “D-D-daddy,” I moaned back. I felt dirty. I moaned at his touch. “Oh baby, I’ve wanted to fuck you so many times.”
I stood up and turned my back to him, bending down so my hands rested on the coffee table.

Wild Outdoor Fucking Marathon