I walked behind my husband and quickly grabbed his cock as hard as I could and pulled it free from the slut’s pussy, my husband was so fucking scare..., stuttering he said hi honey, What the fuck are you doing you prick I screamed, what are you doing, you don’t fuck me in the ass, do you I cried out, I can explain please cried my husband, please let me explain he still cried, who the fuck is that, look at the state of her I wailed, get the fuck out my house you slut I screamed at her, get fucking. ”“Sure I guess,” she said. “At least you didn’t say no.”“What she hadn’t said, not even once, was that ‘she’ would especially like me to come visit. My ex-wife, yes, but not her specifically, and she was my daughter. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she didn’t consider me as her father, or more accurately, anything more than an accidental sperm donor.I wondered how much she knew about how the two of them had done me during the time I’d been married to her mother. I guessed that she didn’t. " You'll get no complaints from me, Mr. Fogg, you fill my arse wonderfully!"Passepartout began his conquest of Aouda's arse with a gently massage of her anus with his fingers; working his middle finger slowly past her tight sphincter."Oh, yes, play with that," she cooed. "Small circles... YES!"Then Aouda surprised the Frenchman, taking his finger from her arse and putting in her mouth, sucking it. She smiled and gave the finger back."What's wrong?" Passepartout asked with some alarm, for he was. Pulled back the blanked. Still some crusted remains of mum and myself on my dick. And the whole bed was a mess. Still a bit wet. Mum is a squirty bitch. With some crusted white drops in between. My sperm and her pussy juice. The view brought back memories. Made me hornier as I already was.Heard mum in the bathroom. She was fresh out of the shower. Her body smelling after her favorite perfume. She noticed me entering the room. Smiled at me. Glanced at my erection. I stepped near her. My dick.
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