I doesn’t mean the way I feel about you isn’t real! Xnxx “Hey Dad…” I asked as we were setting up our thin foam mattresses and sleeping bags. Would I hate myself more in the morning if I did… He gasped against my lips in surprise, but he didn’t pull away. “Maybe grief is what made this happen, tonight. No, that wasn’t what I’d meant. Well… “Why don’t we both just do it here, where we can both be comfortable?”
“In front of each other, you mean?” he gasped. “Please, Daddy, please!” I whimpered, grabbing his cock again and trying to push it down into place, but we were laying much too closely for that to be possible. I had no breath to speak, no energy to stop him, barely even enough to widen my eyes as I watched him bring his hand to his mouth, sucking the enormous creamy mess I’d just made off his fingers! It reminded me so much of what was still in my hands, and I started trying to mimic him, stroking at the exact same pace he was using inside of me! This wasn’t a mistake!
