A Guttural Groan Of Raw, Unfiltered Lust

My wife wasn’t a skag, she was a beautiful, sensuous woman and she knew how to use her charms to her advantage. Indian Sex She rolled over and looked up at me “Mom didn’t know I was home did she dad? She is a greedy gold digging whore and she can’t hide that. Now get the hell out, go back to whatever cock you’ve been riding, we are done!”
Carrie spun away “You two can GO TO HELL!” Moments later the front door slammed, she was gone again. With our arms around each other I fell back to my pillow holding my child. “I need to tell you something very private but you have to promise you wont get mad.”
“What?”
“No daddy, promise you won’t get mad and think I’m a bad person like mom.”
She looked so serious, her posture was timid but her hazel eyes were boldly locked on mine. As I looked a the top of Beth’s head my cock began to revive, to rise from a three year hiatus and become an erection.

A Guttural Groan Of Raw, Unfiltered Lust

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