“Do you like your daddy’s cock, babygirl?”, Stella asked, again in her somewhat direct way. XXX Hot “hmm” she uttered with her mouth full. She was clearly shy and extremely embarrassed, and I found that we kept making excuses to not be in the same room together. A short while later, I heard the shower running, and for the first time in several days, heard Sandy singing. I think her experience observing the abusive nature of her father had somehow deterred her a bit from getting too close to boys. Life changed that night. The way her pussy forced my cock to share the rippling muscles of her orgasm sent me over the edge. “I just want you to know that this is extremely brave of you and it can’t be easy for you to accept… I know you told your mom that
