Marissa’s hands squeezed and kneaded my wife’s rump. “I mean, you’re a hunk! Porn I loved it. The incestuous rush of pumping my cum into my barely legal daughter hammered me hard. I lifted my head, eager for his kiss, but he nuzzled into my neck while he cupped my breasts. She was so wet, though. I felt his muscles through his slacks as I mirrored his hand. I checked out Marissa. Dad was on the bed naked. She pressed me against her hymen. “You won’t have to hear her complaining about you coming out to work on the car.”
I nodded my head again. Why couldn’t she get fat and ugly like Courtney’s mom? My toes curled as my legs spasmed. I could be what I truly craved.
