“What Stuff?” Chuck asked only to be poopooed by the ladies as Annie walked out the door. He reached his pinnacle as those thoughts were being processed, and he sprayed his jism deep into his daughter’s juicy cunt. Indian Porn Britney lay next to him, her discarded night shirt, actually one of his old tee shirts, lay in a pile next to his head. “Girl stuff,” his auburn haired princess said sticking her tongue out playfully as she ran back to her room. He drove home in a fog. As he pulled into Tara’s drive he remembered why he bought sixteen acres to build his home on. What if he found a person equal to his former wife? Chuck managed to slip a condom on just before Brigtney climbed onto his raucous cock and began slamming her pussy against him. “Daddy, I want to be more than she was, I want to love you forever, I never want to leave you.” He kissed her softly on her forehead.
