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Split your baby girl’s cunt in two. Brunette Sex You’re big, but she can take it. She likes stockings it. Your daughter’s a good little girl and she wants your cum.” Ivy’s naughty words put Warrick over the top and suddenly he froze. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and a deflated sigh escaped his lungs. Then, “Fuck, I’m cumming, baby!” Warrick became animated, bouncing Brie violently on his lap as his cock pulsed, sending ropes of his seed deep inside his daughter’s womb. Brie could feel her insides warming from the bath of hot cum she was receiving. double penetration That, along with her daddy’s invading spear and Ivy on her clit, caused Brie, too, to tumble off the cliff of sanity into orgasmic bliss. Her eyes snapped shut and her insides contracted, pulling her vaginal walls tightly against the skin of her father’s cock, even as it pulsed ever larger. The little girl’s legs shook and flailed over her daddy’s thighs as each subsequent blast of his cum jolted all the more pleasure out of her. Her skinny body writhed, tossing her head weakly this way and that. If Warrick’s cock hadn’t been prodded all the way up in her, she likely would have slid off and onto the floor for all her lack of muscle control. Instead, she hung limply like a puppet atop her dad’s lap, his cock supporting her body. Warrick’s strained groans indicated that he continued to cum, shooting extensive jets of his semen, far longer than was normal. “Jesus, Hazel, how much cum does he have in those balls? I’ve never seen him shoot for that long before.” “Me either,” Hazel answered with equal wonder. “It’s something Brie brings out of him.” Ivy continued goading him on. “Fill up your baby girl, Warrick. Fill her little cunny to the brim with your cum.” “Fuck, Ivy,” Warrick rasped, as his orgasm finally subsided and he regained the ability to speak, “you’re so kinky.” “You’re the one with your cock buried deep inside your daughter’s cunt,” she laughed. Warrick liked that she was laughing. Brie, too, returned to reality. “Daddy, my pussy is sore now,” she whined. “Here, let’s get you off of there,” Ivy said, helping Warrick to lift the small girl up off his lap. As her father’s cock exited her cunny, a thick rope of his cum connected the two while he placed Brie next to him on the couch. It draped from his cockhead and down over his thigh, before it stretched its way back up toward Brie’s pussy. Brie slid herself to the edge of the couch so that the cum didn’t drip into the upholstery, and in the process, she pressed her dripping vagina out toward Ivy. Ivy was fascinated. “Brie, I love your little pussy. It’s so adorable. It’s a nice, tight little package.” Hazel encouraged her, “Go ahead and get a closer look, if you want.” Ivy kneeled in front of the girl and moved her hand toward the viscous strand of Warrick’s cum, slowly drooping out of her and onto the floor. She collected as much of the dangling jizz as possible into her hand, then, meeting Brie’s eyes, lewdly licked it off in front of her.
“Rose, your mother will kill me if you do this.” Ivy’s labia were already splayed open over her father’s meat, but Brie used her fingers to pry them apart further, revealing her glistening pink insides all the Brunette Sex more, and the glossy, bulbous nub of her stockings clit. He penetrated her in a series of three pushes and heard her softly growl like double penetration she never had before. There was no way that I, Angela Sorenson, could help Julia as she was, even if I was in her daughter’s body. “I got his number off of ‘Facebook’ yesterday.” The stinging sound echoed through the locker room.
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