I was cleaned up and felt refreshed. Thinking of the situation tonight, my daughter might use her little mouth to pinch her egg bag, especially cleaned those parts.
When I walked back into the door, my daughter disappeared
The electric lights in the house were particularly bright, but moths and bugs were flying around the house. My wife didn't know where she went, but she stood empty, as if she had been abandoned.
Looking around this place that is too familiar to me, the kang has been covered with brand new bed sheets. This is the place where I used to be my bridal chamber. When I first got to know my wife, my parents invited relatives and neighbors.
Here, there is a saying that there is no size for three days of weddings, that is, no matter how old the married person is, he can play with the bride.
But on the next day, the hand towel under the bride must be displayed. The first time in rural areas pays special attention to women, that hand towel is a testimony to the bride's virginity.
My wife is an authentic virgin. The day after I was deflowered, I smiled and hung it outside. My father and mother also looked at it with a smile, then happily went to the neighbor's house with their lips. I knew this trip must be proud. They could tell the neighbor with confidence that his wife was authentic and original.
This bed has been with my wife and I for more than ten years, but who would have thought that my wife had that kind of disease, a strange disease that made women no longer women.
The wife's sexual desire is getting worse and worse, and the gap between husband and wife is inevitable
Just when I was restless and at a loss, my wife actually asked me to be a groom on this bed. I never thought I would use the means on the second woman, but I actually had the responsibility of a man in my daughter.
On the day when my daughter was deflowered, as a father, I was anxious, worried, and happy, and I couldn't get rid of it for several days.
Shame, faceless and complacent, made me smile unconsciously, my wife's tolerance and instigation made me stop after a while, and I couldn't stop facing the fresh, energetic and tempting body.
I have been satisfied with my daughter every time, and I have more sexual tension and publicity every time. I can hardly live without my daughter's body.
But it was the brief separation of fifteen days that made me experience a difficult period of weaning
My wife's apology and condolence have fueled my desire. I looked for every opportunity to get close to my daughter in school, but in such an environment, there is almost no chance, and I have to wait for my daughter to come back again.
Washed? I don't know when my wife stood behind her back
Where have you gone?
Buy pencils for your son and go to your daughter to tutor him homework. My wife knew my desire and shouted loudly to the next door, Tingting, it's not over yet
That's fine Tingting's voice is sweet, it sounds sweet to the heart
Then you go to this room to do your homework. After saying that, my wife smiled at me, and then quickly went to my son's room.
Mom...I'll go too. My son is probably tired of his wife and is used to it. His son always acts coquettishly towards her.
What are you going to do? If you don't study hard when you are together, you won't be able to learn well.
Who is not easy to learn? I still have questions to ask? My son always kisses his daughter
Your sister still needs homework tonight. My wife ignored him, and my son pouted and stopped talking.
Tingting knew her mother's behavior. She was a little slow and said to her wife, "Mom, I'll go first." After that, she jumped to my room.
Dad was stunned when he saw me, and then walked in shyly, I did my homework
I don't know how to answer, my wife is on the side tonight. As a man, I am not easy to talk to. Tingting saw that I ignored her and said nothing. She sat at the table and opened the book.
I had no choice but to climb onto the bed, hold my hands behind my head and lean on the side of the quilt, and quietly think at my daughter's back
My daughter is 16 years old. At the age of 16, she already understands many truths. Don’t she know that it is wrong for us father and daughter to do this?
Or is it just as others say that daughters have an Oedipus complex?
The house was very quiet, and even the sound of writing when my daughter was doing homework could be heard. She looked more handsome and looked even more handsome, and her figure was neither fat nor greasy. She was bulging. Looking from the side, her breasts looked very high. I know that this inherited everything from my wife. My wife was very small and big, so she was known as a big breast. My daughter obviously did not fall behind. There was a regret that she could not catch her breasts when pinched.
Dad... why isn't my mother still coming? My daughter asked while writing her homework, and her tone seemed a little cramped
I changed my position. Under the light, my daughter's face looked very new. Even the fluff on her face could be seen clearly before I could answer, my wife had already pushed the door open.
Haven't fallen asleep yet? He said and looked at me gently, why are you so honest?
My wife tried her best to do it for me, but I felt a little embarrassed
Tingting didn't say anything to her father?
They still have homework. My daughter is also looking for reasons. She turned around and smiled at her wife, and waved her head. Dad... I have a problem when you come over. After saying that, she became shy.
Go quickly
My wife urged me
I tilted my ass and got out of bed, standing behind my daughter, Tingting looked very nervous, pointed at me with a pen and told me that I had to bend down, my daughter's hair touched my face, and she unconsciously reached out and stroked her daughter's head
Tingting, let’s do your homework later, let’s have a good time with dad
Mom, I haven't finished my homework yet
Seeing his wife wanting to speak, stop her with her eyes and let her do it
My wife also breathed a sigh of relief, let dad do it with you
Tingting didn't move stiffly, but she still moved her butt over there and made a place to free up. I sat down next to her, and gently surrounded her waist with my hands.
At this time, my wife was already lying on the bed and sleeping with her face facing inside.
The handwriting is no longer very smooth, and my hands are always trembling. If this continues, my daughter cannot write it at all. I heard Tingting sigh slightly. What's wrong? I can only hear it with two people.
Tingting stopped holding the pen and said nothing
My hands gradually tried not to let her feel it from under her arm, touched her chest, and gently massaged her
My daughter's breath is getting heavier and heavier, Dad... She screamed very lightly, turned her head and looked over the other side of the bed. She snuggled in my arms and hugged her biological daughter tightly with both hands
Tingting I touched her breasts and touched my daughter's cheeks
Um
When my daughter looked at me face to face, I could no longer help it and murmured and kissed my daughter's mouth.
Tingting leaned closer, letting me hold her around her. Both of them were exploring each other's mouths from a suitable angle.
His hands slid from his daughter's chest unhonestly between her legs, touching the tight, bulging vagina slowly
Tingting's legs stretched out and bent a few times. When she curled up again, she naturally spread her to both sides, and her hands freely buckled and touched the place.
My daughter's mouth is sometimes wrapped in her desires, sometimes leaning in, her tongue wraps around her tongue, biting, entangled, venting each other's longing and love
The narrow stool can only accommodate half of the butt, and my daughter's tilt back made me hug her. This posture prevented me from swimming between her legs. While kissing on the corner of my daughter's mouth and nose, I touched the buttons of her bra and untied it. Her white breasts were dazzling flesh-colored. Although the two breasts had not yet formed an attractive cleavage, they were already bulging and gradually formed a pointed erect. Holding them in love, pulling off the shoulder straps, leaving most of the breasts completely exposed. Looking at the bright red nipples, their mouths were unconsciously arched on them.
Tingting's body became hotter and hotter, twisting and making a grumpy hum in her mouth
Not satisfied with one, while holding the bite, she touched the other from the drooping bra, grabbed the bottom of the grave mound and pinched it up. Tingting's humming louder. Maybe my pinching made her feel pain. She tried to get rid of my rude scratching.
I grabbed it rudely and tighter, rubbed her nipples, and my teeth circled the other nipples and bit the full particles.
Shaking my head and swaying my control, Tingting gasped, Dad... it hurts
After all, it was my own daughter. I subconsciously wanted to exert force further in my heart. Seeing Tingting's frowning pain, I had to stop and change my position.
At this time, my wife coughed intentionally or unintentionally. My hand that had just reached back, Tingting quickly sat up straight, covered her shirt that had been untied by me, and picked up the pen
They pretend to be quite similar. Although my wife does not prohibit this from doing this to our father and daughter, and even makes some connections, she really does not have the courage to have sex with her daughter in front of her wife, nor does she have the courage or the face.
Naturally, my daughter couldn't let go. The glance just now was when she saw her mother lying face in, and she accepted my caress.
Sitting side by side with my daughter, like a little boy in his first love, sitting next to his beloved woman. The embarrassment and cramping made me a little scared
Not sleeping yet. My wife might have accidentally, but to this extent, she had to chat with her
My daughter hasn't finished yet. I turned around and told her, and found that my wife had turned around. Could it be that she was secretly peeking at the affair between our father and daughter?
I was terrified and thought about my wife's actions. It was a bit unnatural to sit there with restraint. My father and daughter did something shameful and my wife looked at me. No man could feel any better.
Tingting, you can't finish it and sleep with your dad
Tingting lowered her head and wrote homework on her notebook
Let her do it. I'm worried that my daughter will not be able to hold on her face. The girl is thin-skinned
Then I'll go to bed first, and then face inward.
Just keeping this position and sitting there, Tingting seems to be thinking about the problem, I am left alone
Finally, I couldn't bear it, so I carefully hugged her waist to my daughter
Tingting took a resistant move this time. She sat aside and ignored me. This stimulated my desire even more. She hugged her hands and touched her legs directly from the crotch of her legs.
No! My daughter said in anger
What's wrong? Your mom is asleep
Tingting didn't say anything, but the pen in her hand kept writing
I touched her belt and untied it. Tingting was a little resistant at first, but she gave up after my insistence. I knew she was still afraid of being seen by her mother.
The elastic bands of the underwear are very tight, I tried my fingers a few times before I climbed in
The belly button is small and round, but my intention is obviously not there. There are a few pubic hairs sparsely spread in the slightly raised area. They are my daughter's mons pubic, crawling little by little, for fear that my daughter will refuse again when she is too aggressive.
At this time, my daughter's hand writing had slowed down, and this made her unable to study normally. She was careful to walk on thin ice with her daughter, looking at her tender fingers like onions, and quietly held them.
As if they were electrocuted, both of them shivered for a moment, and then they held the electricity and electricity through their fingers to each other's bodies, circulating the feelings that only the father and daughter traitors had.
Stringing and connecting with each other, conveying the love between father and daughter
The hand lying on my daughter's mons pubic pubic feels that her daughter's pubic hair is thick, and she is moving step by step downwards and becoming more and more plump. When she is approaching a high and soft place, a fault zone suddenly appears. Between the cliffs and walls, a waterfall soars down.
Being happy and confused, I immediately deducted it
Dad... Dad... My daughter screamed in silence, trying hard to break free from my fingers
Good daughter, give it to dad
Pressing the crack of my daughter directly into the depths
The caves where the stream is already gurgling are full of leisure and romance
Tingting whispered and lay on the table
This provides a wider space for my tuck
Bent down and tried to take off my daughter's underwear and let her daughter sit naked on the bench. I played with her private parts between her legs
The full moon-shaped fat buttocks are dazzlingly white, with a bulging lip groove in the middle. The labia are thin and transparent, and the gap is more shaped against the backdrop of the light.
Playing from inside, my fingers grind around my daughter's anus, and I couldn't let go of my fingers and inserted my fingers between the two lips, bit by bit, interspersed my daughter's vagina, and opened her huge labia and felt the sticky and smooth spring feeling.
Tingting, lying on the table, was trembling all over, as if she was swaying
Holding her daughter's snow-white butt and sitting on her legs, using her penis to wear her labia, and inserting her fingers inside, rubbing her smooth flesh wall left and right
I no longer care whether my wife is next to me or not, nor do I care about any ethics. I just want this posture to penetrate my daughter's body in my heart.
Grinding the glans in bit by bit, enjoying the pleasure of clamping the glans. My daughter's two nipples changed in various shapes in her palms. When her plump butt blocked the penis from entering, I inserted my hands under my daughter's butt, held it up, and inserted it deeply, sank it, and penetrated it deeply. The pleasure spread from that part to the whole body.
Dad...Dad..., bad dad!
That fatal excitement made Tingting suddenly exclaim, burst out, and suddenly covered her mouth.
But I pinched her two breasts and started moving quickly, and the body was slammed and made a sound of slapping.
My wife turned around in surprise and opened her mouth wide to look at the position of our father and daughter having sex. This is a position she has never seen since she was a child. She couldn't help but peek in the dark shyly, her face burning with a burning burning heart.
The worn stool could not withstand the pressure of the two people, making a shaking squeak, holding her daughter's butt and inserting her penis into her deeper depths one after another.
Just as I pressed my daughter's body hard, the stool could no longer bear such trouble, and Kacha was broken into two pieces
oops!
My daughter sitting on me suddenly lost her support, and she fell to the ground with me and her penis stood high, losing the friction of the hole, and still maintaining a strong momentum, pulsing up and down
Tingting looked frightened, her legs wide open and looked at me
The wife sat up in panic and no longer cared about pretending to behave. Did it hurt? After all, the mother and daughter were in love. Tingting was the first to pick it up.
Woo...bad dad! She touched her butt, which was almost broken in half, and complained to me childishly
When I get up, the first thing I think of is comforting my daughter, where did I fall?
Holding my daughter's body with both hands, asking anxiously
Tingting's underwear fell below her thighs, her bra was wide open, revealing a breast, and the red finger prints on her breasts showed my rudeness and savageness.
No... My daughter slowly stood up, and the couple stood up on one side, Tingting tried on both legs
You are really, it’s not that you don’t have a bed. How can you resist it with such great strength? My wife complained about me lovingly and hurriedly covered her arms for her daughter. This kind of scene is indecent in front of us.
It's okay. Tingting fell down her arm again, feeling that everything is normal, afraid that his wife will continue to be angry with me, the woman's heart is delicate, and she is very grateful to her daughter for a moment
Where are you? At this time, my wife turned around and asked me if I still remember me. Didn’t I eat me just now? But I could only pretend to be normal
It's okay, it's okay I said in a series of ways that I should take responsibility for what I did.
It's fine
My wife said this, but her eyes never left my crotch.
When he looked down, the thing was still standing high, and a trace of sticky saliva was showing from the horse's mouth, but it was not as strong as before, and it was falling down little by little.
Looking up, I met my wife's gaze, look at you! I really don't know what to do. I laughed at me, but I still felt sorry for me in my heart.
When I walked back into the door, my daughter disappeared
The electric lights in the house were particularly bright, but moths and bugs were flying around the house. My wife didn't know where she went, but she stood empty, as if she had been abandoned.
Looking around this place that is too familiar to me, the kang has been covered with brand new bed sheets. This is the place where I used to be my bridal chamber. When I first got to know my wife, my parents invited relatives and neighbors.
Here, there is a saying that there is no size for three days of weddings, that is, no matter how old the married person is, he can play with the bride.
But on the next day, the hand towel under the bride must be displayed. The first time in rural areas pays special attention to women, that hand towel is a testimony to the bride's virginity.
My wife is an authentic virgin. The day after I was deflowered, I smiled and hung it outside. My father and mother also looked at it with a smile, then happily went to the neighbor's house with their lips. I knew this trip must be proud. They could tell the neighbor with confidence that his wife was authentic and original.
This bed has been with my wife and I for more than ten years, but who would have thought that my wife had that kind of disease, a strange disease that made women no longer women.
The wife's sexual desire is getting worse and worse, and the gap between husband and wife is inevitable
Just when I was restless and at a loss, my wife actually asked me to be a groom on this bed. I never thought I would use the means on the second woman, but I actually had the responsibility of a man in my daughter.
On the day when my daughter was deflowered, as a father, I was anxious, worried, and happy, and I couldn't get rid of it for several days.
Shame, faceless and complacent, made me smile unconsciously, my wife's tolerance and instigation made me stop after a while, and I couldn't stop facing the fresh, energetic and tempting body.
I have been satisfied with my daughter every time, and I have more sexual tension and publicity every time. I can hardly live without my daughter's body.
But it was the brief separation of fifteen days that made me experience a difficult period of weaning
My wife's apology and condolence have fueled my desire. I looked for every opportunity to get close to my daughter in school, but in such an environment, there is almost no chance, and I have to wait for my daughter to come back again.
Washed? I don't know when my wife stood behind her back
Where have you gone?
Buy pencils for your son and go to your daughter to tutor him homework. My wife knew my desire and shouted loudly to the next door, Tingting, it's not over yet
That's fine Tingting's voice is sweet, it sounds sweet to the heart
Then you go to this room to do your homework. After saying that, my wife smiled at me, and then quickly went to my son's room.
Mom...I'll go too. My son is probably tired of his wife and is used to it. His son always acts coquettishly towards her.
What are you going to do? If you don't study hard when you are together, you won't be able to learn well.
Who is not easy to learn? I still have questions to ask? My son always kisses his daughter
Your sister still needs homework tonight. My wife ignored him, and my son pouted and stopped talking.
Tingting knew her mother's behavior. She was a little slow and said to her wife, "Mom, I'll go first." After that, she jumped to my room.
Dad was stunned when he saw me, and then walked in shyly, I did my homework
I don't know how to answer, my wife is on the side tonight. As a man, I am not easy to talk to. Tingting saw that I ignored her and said nothing. She sat at the table and opened the book.
I had no choice but to climb onto the bed, hold my hands behind my head and lean on the side of the quilt, and quietly think at my daughter's back
My daughter is 16 years old. At the age of 16, she already understands many truths. Don’t she know that it is wrong for us father and daughter to do this?
Or is it just as others say that daughters have an Oedipus complex?
The house was very quiet, and even the sound of writing when my daughter was doing homework could be heard. She looked more handsome and looked even more handsome, and her figure was neither fat nor greasy. She was bulging. Looking from the side, her breasts looked very high. I know that this inherited everything from my wife. My wife was very small and big, so she was known as a big breast. My daughter obviously did not fall behind. There was a regret that she could not catch her breasts when pinched.
Dad... why isn't my mother still coming? My daughter asked while writing her homework, and her tone seemed a little cramped
I changed my position. Under the light, my daughter's face looked very new. Even the fluff on her face could be seen clearly before I could answer, my wife had already pushed the door open.
Haven't fallen asleep yet? He said and looked at me gently, why are you so honest?
My wife tried her best to do it for me, but I felt a little embarrassed
Tingting didn't say anything to her father?
They still have homework. My daughter is also looking for reasons. She turned around and smiled at her wife, and waved her head. Dad... I have a problem when you come over. After saying that, she became shy.
Go quickly
My wife urged me
I tilted my ass and got out of bed, standing behind my daughter, Tingting looked very nervous, pointed at me with a pen and told me that I had to bend down, my daughter's hair touched my face, and she unconsciously reached out and stroked her daughter's head
Tingting, let’s do your homework later, let’s have a good time with dad
Mom, I haven't finished my homework yet
Seeing his wife wanting to speak, stop her with her eyes and let her do it
My wife also breathed a sigh of relief, let dad do it with you
Tingting didn't move stiffly, but she still moved her butt over there and made a place to free up. I sat down next to her, and gently surrounded her waist with my hands.
At this time, my wife was already lying on the bed and sleeping with her face facing inside.
The handwriting is no longer very smooth, and my hands are always trembling. If this continues, my daughter cannot write it at all. I heard Tingting sigh slightly. What's wrong? I can only hear it with two people.
Tingting stopped holding the pen and said nothing
My hands gradually tried not to let her feel it from under her arm, touched her chest, and gently massaged her
My daughter's breath is getting heavier and heavier, Dad... She screamed very lightly, turned her head and looked over the other side of the bed. She snuggled in my arms and hugged her biological daughter tightly with both hands
Tingting I touched her breasts and touched my daughter's cheeks
Um
When my daughter looked at me face to face, I could no longer help it and murmured and kissed my daughter's mouth.
Tingting leaned closer, letting me hold her around her. Both of them were exploring each other's mouths from a suitable angle.
His hands slid from his daughter's chest unhonestly between her legs, touching the tight, bulging vagina slowly
Tingting's legs stretched out and bent a few times. When she curled up again, she naturally spread her to both sides, and her hands freely buckled and touched the place.
My daughter's mouth is sometimes wrapped in her desires, sometimes leaning in, her tongue wraps around her tongue, biting, entangled, venting each other's longing and love
The narrow stool can only accommodate half of the butt, and my daughter's tilt back made me hug her. This posture prevented me from swimming between her legs. While kissing on the corner of my daughter's mouth and nose, I touched the buttons of her bra and untied it. Her white breasts were dazzling flesh-colored. Although the two breasts had not yet formed an attractive cleavage, they were already bulging and gradually formed a pointed erect. Holding them in love, pulling off the shoulder straps, leaving most of the breasts completely exposed. Looking at the bright red nipples, their mouths were unconsciously arched on them.
Tingting's body became hotter and hotter, twisting and making a grumpy hum in her mouth
Not satisfied with one, while holding the bite, she touched the other from the drooping bra, grabbed the bottom of the grave mound and pinched it up. Tingting's humming louder. Maybe my pinching made her feel pain. She tried to get rid of my rude scratching.
I grabbed it rudely and tighter, rubbed her nipples, and my teeth circled the other nipples and bit the full particles.
Shaking my head and swaying my control, Tingting gasped, Dad... it hurts
After all, it was my own daughter. I subconsciously wanted to exert force further in my heart. Seeing Tingting's frowning pain, I had to stop and change my position.
At this time, my wife coughed intentionally or unintentionally. My hand that had just reached back, Tingting quickly sat up straight, covered her shirt that had been untied by me, and picked up the pen
They pretend to be quite similar. Although my wife does not prohibit this from doing this to our father and daughter, and even makes some connections, she really does not have the courage to have sex with her daughter in front of her wife, nor does she have the courage or the face.
Naturally, my daughter couldn't let go. The glance just now was when she saw her mother lying face in, and she accepted my caress.
Sitting side by side with my daughter, like a little boy in his first love, sitting next to his beloved woman. The embarrassment and cramping made me a little scared
Not sleeping yet. My wife might have accidentally, but to this extent, she had to chat with her
My daughter hasn't finished yet. I turned around and told her, and found that my wife had turned around. Could it be that she was secretly peeking at the affair between our father and daughter?
I was terrified and thought about my wife's actions. It was a bit unnatural to sit there with restraint. My father and daughter did something shameful and my wife looked at me. No man could feel any better.
Tingting, you can't finish it and sleep with your dad
Tingting lowered her head and wrote homework on her notebook
Let her do it. I'm worried that my daughter will not be able to hold on her face. The girl is thin-skinned
Then I'll go to bed first, and then face inward.
Just keeping this position and sitting there, Tingting seems to be thinking about the problem, I am left alone
Finally, I couldn't bear it, so I carefully hugged her waist to my daughter
Tingting took a resistant move this time. She sat aside and ignored me. This stimulated my desire even more. She hugged her hands and touched her legs directly from the crotch of her legs.
No! My daughter said in anger
What's wrong? Your mom is asleep
Tingting didn't say anything, but the pen in her hand kept writing
I touched her belt and untied it. Tingting was a little resistant at first, but she gave up after my insistence. I knew she was still afraid of being seen by her mother.
The elastic bands of the underwear are very tight, I tried my fingers a few times before I climbed in
The belly button is small and round, but my intention is obviously not there. There are a few pubic hairs sparsely spread in the slightly raised area. They are my daughter's mons pubic, crawling little by little, for fear that my daughter will refuse again when she is too aggressive.
At this time, my daughter's hand writing had slowed down, and this made her unable to study normally. She was careful to walk on thin ice with her daughter, looking at her tender fingers like onions, and quietly held them.
As if they were electrocuted, both of them shivered for a moment, and then they held the electricity and electricity through their fingers to each other's bodies, circulating the feelings that only the father and daughter traitors had.
Stringing and connecting with each other, conveying the love between father and daughter
The hand lying on my daughter's mons pubic pubic feels that her daughter's pubic hair is thick, and she is moving step by step downwards and becoming more and more plump. When she is approaching a high and soft place, a fault zone suddenly appears. Between the cliffs and walls, a waterfall soars down.
Being happy and confused, I immediately deducted it
Dad... Dad... My daughter screamed in silence, trying hard to break free from my fingers
Good daughter, give it to dad
Pressing the crack of my daughter directly into the depths
The caves where the stream is already gurgling are full of leisure and romance
Tingting whispered and lay on the table
This provides a wider space for my tuck
Bent down and tried to take off my daughter's underwear and let her daughter sit naked on the bench. I played with her private parts between her legs
The full moon-shaped fat buttocks are dazzlingly white, with a bulging lip groove in the middle. The labia are thin and transparent, and the gap is more shaped against the backdrop of the light.
Playing from inside, my fingers grind around my daughter's anus, and I couldn't let go of my fingers and inserted my fingers between the two lips, bit by bit, interspersed my daughter's vagina, and opened her huge labia and felt the sticky and smooth spring feeling.
Tingting, lying on the table, was trembling all over, as if she was swaying
Holding her daughter's snow-white butt and sitting on her legs, using her penis to wear her labia, and inserting her fingers inside, rubbing her smooth flesh wall left and right
I no longer care whether my wife is next to me or not, nor do I care about any ethics. I just want this posture to penetrate my daughter's body in my heart.
Grinding the glans in bit by bit, enjoying the pleasure of clamping the glans. My daughter's two nipples changed in various shapes in her palms. When her plump butt blocked the penis from entering, I inserted my hands under my daughter's butt, held it up, and inserted it deeply, sank it, and penetrated it deeply. The pleasure spread from that part to the whole body.
Dad...Dad..., bad dad!
That fatal excitement made Tingting suddenly exclaim, burst out, and suddenly covered her mouth.
But I pinched her two breasts and started moving quickly, and the body was slammed and made a sound of slapping.
My wife turned around in surprise and opened her mouth wide to look at the position of our father and daughter having sex. This is a position she has never seen since she was a child. She couldn't help but peek in the dark shyly, her face burning with a burning burning heart.
The worn stool could not withstand the pressure of the two people, making a shaking squeak, holding her daughter's butt and inserting her penis into her deeper depths one after another.
Just as I pressed my daughter's body hard, the stool could no longer bear such trouble, and Kacha was broken into two pieces
oops!
My daughter sitting on me suddenly lost her support, and she fell to the ground with me and her penis stood high, losing the friction of the hole, and still maintaining a strong momentum, pulsing up and down
Tingting looked frightened, her legs wide open and looked at me
The wife sat up in panic and no longer cared about pretending to behave. Did it hurt? After all, the mother and daughter were in love. Tingting was the first to pick it up.
Woo...bad dad! She touched her butt, which was almost broken in half, and complained to me childishly
When I get up, the first thing I think of is comforting my daughter, where did I fall?
Holding my daughter's body with both hands, asking anxiously
Tingting's underwear fell below her thighs, her bra was wide open, revealing a breast, and the red finger prints on her breasts showed my rudeness and savageness.
No... My daughter slowly stood up, and the couple stood up on one side, Tingting tried on both legs
You are really, it’s not that you don’t have a bed. How can you resist it with such great strength? My wife complained about me lovingly and hurriedly covered her arms for her daughter. This kind of scene is indecent in front of us.
It's okay. Tingting fell down her arm again, feeling that everything is normal, afraid that his wife will continue to be angry with me, the woman's heart is delicate, and she is very grateful to her daughter for a moment
Where are you? At this time, my wife turned around and asked me if I still remember me. Didn’t I eat me just now? But I could only pretend to be normal
It's okay, it's okay I said in a series of ways that I should take responsibility for what I did.
It's fine
My wife said this, but her eyes never left my crotch.
When he looked down, the thing was still standing high, and a trace of sticky saliva was showing from the horse's mouth, but it was not as strong as before, and it was falling down little by little.
Looking up, I met my wife's gaze, look at you! I really don't know what to do. I laughed at me, but I still felt sorry for me in my heart.
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