Daddy?!” I bucked with my hips as he sucked on me and licked me for a long time. Indian Sex Video His hand rubbed my hip and thigh as I dosed off. She was not a happy woman; she was distant and cold most of the time. When he stopped I continued to cry. I don’t know if she was always like that, but she seemed less and less happy, the older I got. “Daddy…” I tried to think of something to say, I felt bad, but good. I thought about all the chores I needed to do the next day. I realised that I no longer was wearing panties, and I felt like I couldn’t breath. I opened my eyes. I laid there on the couch with my legs wide open, shaking. He hadn’t shaved in weeks; his beard was thick and stained yellow with beer. He spent most nights by the tv alone, I would cuddle with him sometimes to keep him company. His hand moved from my hair to my hip, he rubbed it a little; pushing my already too-short nightie up over my pink cotton panties. I was shaking and it felt really good. I was very tired; it was late and daddy was warm and comfortable. I felt shy,
