My hands clenched, fitted to the sweet globes of her bottom, rocking her pelvis in growing strokes of frantic need as I thrust my dick into the tiny clutching channel of my daughter’s pussy. Indian xxx I held the controller high over my head and laughed as Shae slapped ineffectually at my arms. It seemed she had given up on the direct assault and doubled down on the backup plan, pretending that she was just trying to get comfortable as her head wiggled in my lap. “You fight dirty, girl,” I muttered. My arms remembered how to move, rubbing themselves along the smooth skin of her arched back as she lay against me, my dripping cock still half-erect inside her snug pussy. Shae squirmed as if she just wanted to get comfortable, sliding down until my upright prick rested against the soft channel of her pussy. I dropped my controller and grabbed her hips reflexively as the motions rubbed her dripping cunt lips along my shaft, sending ripples
