“Yes, please.”
I pushed her hair aside and whispered into her ear, “Sweetheart, I’ll do everything I can to make you feel good. XXX You’ve been planning this?” I asked. “Bullshit. This is part four of my long-neglected story, “Dad, I Have a Question.” It isn’t absolutely necessary to read the earlier chapters to understand this one, but, like I said before, it can’t hurt.PLEASE NOTE: This is part of a completely fictional series about a single father, his daughter, and her friends. Woman
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Please login or register to rate this story “Kiersten, I need that lube now,” I said, getting to my knees. “Hush, sweetie. “Oh, God, Dad!” she wailed, and then she buried her face in Kiersten and worked her harder than ever. They fit your body so well, not like my big knockers.”
“Are you kidding? “Are you ready, baby?”
“Yes.”
I dripped more lubricant into her slightly open ass, and slathered
