I loved it. But… Indian xxx video He didn’t need that hussy. His eyes burned as he watched. I sucked in breaths against the agony. She stared with such hunger at my pussy. My orgasm raged through me. Her black hair spilled over my thighs. Or I would fuck everyone. “Say it!”
I shuddered and, with no hesitation, groaned, “You own my body, Master! “You want to be a slave? She married him. My body bucked. Her ass plopped off his dick with a wet popping sound. He reached the landing, hauled me to the living room, my son, daughter, and Kimmy following. My ass burned. More of my juices poured into Mom’s mouth as Daddy grunted. “I’m your whore, my Master!” I moaned. CRACK! She swirled it around before scooping out her half-brother’s incestuous cum. Daddy fucked my bowels up and down his dick. His incestuous shaft filled me. My slut-body drank in the delight of Daddy’s cock and Mommy’s tongue. You fuck whom I say you can, my little flower.”
“Yes, Daddy,” Leyla quivered and then darted to him. You’re bringing Kimmy home so he can fuck her, too.”
I shuddered in delight. Now Daddy knew what I was.
