I have to give you your Afternoon Kiss!”
I sigh. Indian hot xxx I’ve just finished making breakfast for the two most beautiful women on the planet—my wife and daughter—who’re probably getting ready to come downstairs any minute now. The girl knows how to stay within the rules when she gets what she wants, just like her mother. I get stiff just from looking. She may not like cooking for her mother, though; Lulu can be really picky. She opens the front of my boxer-briefs and, after some struggling, pulls out my rock-hard dick. She’s pretty assertive, just like her mother, so it’s not like I can just tell her “no.”
She changes into some new panties and we get in my car so I can take her to school. Lulu doesn’t seem to mind, though. “Lulu, c’mon.”
“Fine, fine, I’ll go! Now I can get to work. If you don’t toast toast, it’s not toast. I don’t always use vulgar language, but when I do, I surprise the hell out of her. I have to control this situation—we’re not lovers, I’m just getting her to school as fast as possible. right there…” she moans, rolling her hips against my hand as I try desperately to stay in control.
