“There’s no need to bring that up during dinner, though, okay? Milf sex My eyes bulged again when I realized his intentions. To my disappointment, he squeezes me even tighter and presses his face close to my ear. He replaced his hand over my mouth and looked me straight in the eye. I wasn’t alone, I was being chased. Maybe it’ll be small so I can finish. Just as I’m about to slide them on, the hairbrush slips out and I turn red all over again. I slowly slide my panties down until they’re around my ankles and position my brush over my clit. Glancing around, I found that I was still in the woods. My father peeks his head around my door. I figured he must have been using a voice changer to disguise his voice. I give a little gasp when I gently push the end of the brush into my sopping cunny. “Why won’t you look at me?”
My body shudders as I sob. “C’s. I reach for my computer and headphones, settling back under the
