” Two please, hard ok? HUMMMMMMMM. Indian sex I also knew dad had movies he thought he had hid in the back of his closet. He slid into me with ease due to all dad’s cum ozing out my pussy and him being smaller than dad. What the fuck are you crazy dad? Dad being there never entered my mind so when I heard a noise in the kitchen I thought it was Tommy. “Business trip til Friday.” dad said without turning around. She call me and said to tell you she loves you and will see you soon.” Damn he never even turned a little so I had to do something else to get his attention. When I stood back up he had turned so he was looking away from me. “What the hell are you doing home?” Dad asked, to stuned to sound mad but he came across more like the little kid caught with his hands in the cookie jar.
