But despite my daughter’s endless appetites, her pussy was still very wet but tight, and we sometimes had to work a bit to get me all the way inside her. Our gazes locked, and I pulled at her arms to lean her down toward me. I hovered on the brink, my twitching prick vibrating in her tight pussy like a tuning fork. Thrilling currents of warmth leaped from my crotch, spidering out along my thighs and stomach when the tip of my bubbling prick pressed at the cusp of my daughter’s tight channel. Precum mixed with slippery juices, transferred from puffy lips to the shaft of my prick as we rubbed together. The wiggling motion of my daughter jamming her buttons vibrated the aching flesh of my dick against her slippery folds. “I was practicing all day yesterday while you were at work.” “We’ll see.” I massaged her bare shoulder, enjoying the fuzzy warmth rubbing against my legs. I could still beat Shae in most games, but I had to admit she was getting a lot better.
