Her body convulsed, cumming again on her fingers. Tamil sex I savored it. “You are going to make your family so much money,” I told her, drawing her to the bathroom by her nipple this time. My fingernails clawed at his chest as he pumped me full of his spunk. They had all heard the rumors about Clint. His back arched. I whimpered, my pussy massaging his dick, convulsing around it. It made me so wet knowing she watched her whore-daughter servicing her John. She was such a naughty slut, so willing to do something so filthy. Were they thinking about their fathers? Because she’s my daughter? And then her fingers found my dripping snatch.
