The Wife Is A Chat Hostess 2

I wanted to pound her Cunt until she was bruised and broken. Xnxx sex “Daddy, where are you?” called out Chelsie, “I don’t think I like this surprise your planning. Chelsie was only Semi-conscious as I began to plough her Cunt harder and harder, drool dripping down her chin. “CHANGE” I yelled. I wanted to pound her Cunt until she was bruised and broken. After about a month of this, I started to grind up against Chelsie subtly, but on purpose. I guess that’s one of the reasons I was such a protective and overbearing father. Ass-fucker passed Chelsie’s ankle’s to throat-fucker, and he pushed them down against the bed on either side of him before pinning them with his knees and continuing to pump my Daughter’s face hole. Okay, all done.” I turned around and looked at her. “Daddy, ugh! Unfortunately, that was all it took, and I spurted a mountain of cum deep inside my Daughters virgin cunt. I woke her up with a kiss on the forehead “wake up little princess, you’re an adult today” I whispered as she squirmed groggily lying bed. W-why are yoosh shtill fucking mesh? “You know what, Honey, I’m still horny, what about you?” I said as I climbed atop her sweat-soaked