Cause she did not really trust no guy after her first marriage went so badly. “You don’t owe me anything for that Missy,” dad told me. Indian porn sex I told him how mom was moving back against his lovely cock as he fucked her. He was drunk and stank of booze. I cuddled up next to him as his lovely big arm came down around my body and pulled me toward him. While we were checking out the video dad laughingly said, ” Maybe we should go check out the dirty ones in the back room.”
I squeezed his arm laughing yelling “Dad!” If he had walked into the backroom, I sure would have followed him. Dad answered and I explained to him quietly between my sobbing just what had happened and just how long it all had been going on. Dad bent down, got right in his face, and yelled “Now you fucking lousy piece of shit you remember what I said” and dad followed me to the car. I was just so scared this time as Sam was punching me not just slapping me anymore. Plus it had been a while since I had a good fucking and toys and fingers were not doing much for me right now.
