Luscious Anal Domination Queen

He pulled out of the whore. I need it. family strokes videos Another orgasm built inside of me, ready to explode out of my cunt and flood my body with rapture. “And close the door behind you.”
“Who is it?” he asked as he stepped into the room, his voice so deep and strong. Gasping, moaning, shuddering. We grunted and groaned. I shuddered, squeezing my eyes shut and moaning about his huge cock as the wonderful waves flooded through my sinful body. “Daddy,” I gasped. I stood in my Sunday best, a white, sleeveless dress, belted at the waist, with a bell skirt falling down to my knees. I let out a whimper of frustration. A slit leaked a clear liquid, not urine. He squeezed them both as his lips latched onto my clit. It was far better than my fingers touching myself. I almost blurted out, “I want to be a whore just like your wife.” But I didn’t. I needed Father to come and find me. Does your mother suck cock like this?” He chuckled. A preacher. My eyes widened in the shock of his salty jism splashing through my mouth. I moved him down until he pressed on my hymen. He smiled, his eyes flicking down to my bodice. The pleasure boiled my mind. It slid down my gullet. It was powerful, wild explosion of rapture. Amazing. You better treat me as one.”
As Daddy and I dressed, a question popped into my head: Was there a preacher’s daughter as slutty as me?