Thankfully her skirt was short and loose and I pushed it aside with no issues. I knew she would take all eight eventually. Indian sex And so much better. I would have Tori’s dried pussy juice all over me. “I love fucking my Daddy.”
“Fuck yes, sweet girl. You want Daddy’s cum don’t you?”
My jaw clenched when, at the mention of my cum, her body jerked and a flood of wetness soaked my cock. Her breath hitched. “Daddy?” There was nervousness in her eyes, but lust too. Tori’s pussy clenched around me and I fucked her faster. I waited to hear what I wanted, never slowing my thrusts. I waited to hear what I wanted, never slowing my thrusts. Laying in bed with my frigid wife. I finally loved my life again. After years.
