I whimpered in delight, my pussy convulsing around my cunt, juices spilling down my thighs. “You're a naughty slut!” I howled. “Now Fingering fuck our daughter, Mitch! Give her a real punishment! Show her what happens to naughty fucking teases!” Mitch Miller “What?” I gasped even as my hands went to my shorts. The pop of my fastener coming undone echoed through the living room. “You have to fuck our daughter,” my wife moaned, her Lesbian hand kneading her tit, the other one ripping out of her shorts, her fingers soaked in her juices. “She's a slut! You heard her!” “But it's not right,” I groaned as my wife shimmied out of her shorts. My own zipper rasped. My wife's tits swayed, plump and round, her dusky nipples fat and hard. “Mitch, honey, I love you,” my wife moaned. “But you have to discipline our daughter with your cock!” I blinked as lick I pulled my cock out of my boxers. I looked down and saw myself lining up with my daughter's pussy. I had no control. That voice screamed in my head that this was wrong, but my dick was so hard. I was a monster. I couldn't help myself. “Sorry,” I whispered as I nuzzled my cock through my daughter's silky bush and pressed against her silky folds. Against her hymen. I felt my daughter's virginity against my dick as my wife ripped off her tank top, her amulet flashing as it danced between her breasts. She came up behind me as I stood rigid, on the precipice of violating my daughter's pussy. Of popping her cherry. What was wrong with me? My wife pressed behind me. I felt her tits through my t-shirt. My dick quivered against our daughter's pussy. “You have to punish her,” she whispered. “Discipline our daughter with your cock, dear.” ...a slut has to be discipline with her father's cock, asian or she will fuck every boy she can and wind up pregnant... I was a terrible father for this. I thrust forward hard. My daughter whimpered as I pushed against her hymen. I felt her cherry stretching and stretching. Then it popped. I buried halfway into my daughter's barely legal pussy. Her japanese tight sheath wrapped about me. I groaned at the rapturous heat that spilled around my cock. "I love everything bout you. They got into the walk-in shower stall and turned Fingering on the water. “My god!” Boris cried as his cock skin threatened to burst with excitement, “Why not use a japanese Stephenson engine instead.” “Hey Brie,” she started. He was close now, and had grabbed a fistful of the hairs at the back of Enoch’s Lesbian head as he pressed the boy’s face into his lick chest. I got ready and went on to school. “You mean you want me to drive my big cock . . . Do you like that, Wanda? John could feel the sperm still oozing out of his penis. Do it in one hour.” Tracy got started right away, and I smiled and enjoyed my massage. Mr. Reeve clearly loved it. I quickly looked at the time. I asian have asked all the elders to look into this, we should have an answer soon for you.}