Let this torture end, please just me get off. Indian xxx Another jolt fires through my clit and I squeal, grabbing my phone and quickly text my dad. Anything for that precious little angel.” he glares at Brad “You can fuck yourself though.”
We both crack up laughing. I gently run my nail along the trail from his ass to his balls. In any other situation this would have my mind racing. “I-fuck-I love you too.”
He chuckles and hangs up, leaving me to try and compose myself. You seem flushed” he says with a smile. Each step is excruciating as my still sensitive clit rubs against my shorts. I make myself a cup of coffee and see a note on the counter next to my dad’s credit card.
