“Damn, that pussy… He cupped my chin. Xnxx sex With your father, for instance.”
Her expression tightened at that. She cleaned me out as she lived her fantasy. It would have me screaming in joy. His cum fired into my depths. Clint broke the kiss. “Don’t you want to be closer with your son?”
“And my daughter.”
“Mmm, we’ll get there.” I leaned forward. “I’m always eager to give you what you need.”
I shuddered in delight. My hips wiggled back and forth. “Oh, yes, yes, ram that dick into me. He slid his cock up and down my pussy. I was seeing both her and the mother. Elliston,” Mercedes said. She wore a skirt today with fishnet stockings and a belly shirt, her lipstick a soft pink. I thought of my next patient, Mercedes. “Clint, Clint!” I groaned, my round breasts jiggling. “Oh, yes, yes, Clint! She was my mother’s age, her body still sexy. The outside of her noise-canceling headphones rubbed against my calves. One bead dripped through and ran down my thigh. “Probably,” she admitted.
