“I didn’t know if you would come,” she said as we sat down, my eyes still locked on the captivating vision across the table from me. I couldn’t be eating my daughter’s pussy and cumming in her mouth every day and be any kind of father to her at the same time. Indian Sex She was promoted to the starting line on her soccer team. “Excuse me,” she whispered and got up from the table. I never got tired of seeing my naked daughter traipsing through the house as proud as could be of that hot, young body of hers. It wasn’t my little girl standing in front of me, it was a woman. I then heard the tinny sounds of moaning and realized they were watching a porno of some sort on Nic’s laptop. She despised herself for being a perverted freak, but it didn’t stop her longings for Daddy’s cock. My orgasm seemed like it wouldn’t end. Worse than seeing her, was the night I heard her crying in her room. Serves her right.
