“Mmmmm Daddy,” Loni moaned as he fingered her little pussylips. Loni unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it out of her skirt. Indian XXX He wanted to fuck her badly, but only when she was good and ready for that all important step. He pinched her nips and moaned when he felt them throbbing against the pressure of his fingers. “You know what I want, Daddy,” Loni purred, “let’s get in the back seat so you can do me real good.”
And with that, the teenager scrambled over the front seat climbing into the back of the car with her father right behind her, his eyes on her pert little ass. Van Sullivan sat in his car, watching his daughter. Inside the crotch of Van’s trousers, his cock and balls were heavy. She peeled them off and threw them to the floor, along with her skirt. She wore a white bra even tough her little tits were high and firm and did not need the bra’s support. Beneath it she wore longsleeved, sheer blouse. Loni always responded eagerly, thrilled by these displays of affection. Van stroked his daughter’s glossy hair as they kissed. Loni Sullivan, in her teens, spotted her father waiting for her in his car and waved gaily as she broke into a run toward him.
