Oh shit, my dad. Indian XXX her hand lingered and she began to rub herself. “ it’s my business card. I stopped and took one last look back, she was cleaning my juices off her tits with a wet rag. I continued to go slow and soft, and was reworded with more noises. I take pride in it. her hands rose to my saliva covered cock. “I love It. I pulled out and shot my load, at least what was left of it onto to her tits. Before long I went back to fucking her mouth. I got going, wiggling my tongue, licking her insides. “Fuuck. I mean, I still haven’t cum on your tits.” She smiled
“Well, we still do have 25 minutes left.”
I crawled up so my dick was right in her face. That was my cue I was doing it right. “Become a regular, and ill let you know” she said with a wink, while putting back on her skimpy lingerie. Oh shit, my dad. I crawled up the bed and slipped my hard cock into her hole, no lube was needed. I got going, wiggling my tongue, licking her insides. Here take this” she closed my hand around something. She wrapped a hand around the base and stroked, all while licking the tip with her tongue.
