BULKY

jerk down my zipper, using the stiff head of my cock to shove aside the crotch of her bathing suit bottoms, finding her warm and soaked

“I’m yours, I’m yours,” she sobs, her hands twisting in the comforter on either side of her head, her thighs opening in welcome. “I want to make you feel good, too, Papa.”

continuing until her fragrant little mound is an inch above my starving mouth. Slowly, she drops it down, her soft petals of flesh parting around my tongue, which I immediately wiggle

“I’ve been wanting to ride the Gunner train since it was highly illegal.”

His chest has started to heave. “Did you now?”

Contritely, I duck my head and look up at him through my lashes.

that I owe you an explanation.”

“Don’t you, baby?” He ducks his head, breathing hard against the side of my neck. “

She doesn’t let me.

Never taking her mouth

shove her legs open on the bed and do exactly as I threatened. I rail her like a dog, slamming my dick in and out of her wet blonde cunt. She screams and claws at me, begging me not

grab her hips and jerk her toward me on the mattress, groaning as she begins to grind on me, teasing her naked ass up and down in my lap, tweaking it side to side