Philly held his stroke and looked toward them both. “Steady, you’re a smidgen to lengthy for me to be having that much!” Tonnie chuckled. The scent of her moisture intoxicated him, he knew he wanted her real bad now, still he’d only used one finger, he wanted her to be as tight as possible to him, but still with sufficient viscosity to allow him entry. “I feel like a baby making machine for them both!” Tonnie smirked. Tonnie lie back with her legs extended as wide as she found possible, her father was not a slim man, but he worked in close to her, just allowing his cock to do all the necessary movements, it gave her a sense of ampleness which Philly hadn’t got, even though his cock was thicker. This was customary for the mother at such times principally asking the God’s that her daughter would not feel to much tenderness at the time of her primary penetration.
