All she could do was respond in kind. Brad left for the master bedroom in order to put on clothes. “Stroke the shaft and lick his dick hole.” “You’re doing great honey.” “Don’t forget to bob up and down. Her hair was long, again, as she was always told to keep it. Her father was a blur but she smiled. His cock throbbed in rhythm as he unloaded the cum that made his daughter into his daughter, a little over nineteen years ago. You can try on your outfits for me and I can give you your dose.” He motioned Melissa to wait for them and she sat on the available chairs usually reserved for boyfriends shopping with their significant others. He kept his daughter latched to the tip of his cock as he stroked himself attempting to get every single drop into her mouth. Did you see your mom’s cameltoe?” Sydney nodded. Her mother was now by her side whispering in her ear to relax and that it only stings for a moment.
