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Ay papi incest
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ay papi incest

I tried so hard to hold back, to prolong the experience as long as I possibly could, knowing in my heart that it could never happen again, but I had denied myself fulfillment for so long that my climax built swiftly. I felt her hands cradle the back of my head, holding my face to her breast in an inverted gesture of comfort. Working my cock in and out, I wrapped my arms tight around her and buried my face in her soft breasts, wanting to feel her all around me, to surround myself in her beauty and youth. Oh god." As her legs closed around me, they drew my cock deeper inside my baby's pussy. She wanted instruction, needed it in order to feel like an active participant – active in her own deflowering, how ironic. doing okay? The right way, I mean?" Even in the dim light I could see her blushing. I made love to her with all the tenderness I felt in my heart. For now, my baby's first time had to be special.

ay papi incest

There would be plenty of time for rougher play later. I thrust into her with steady, even strokes, keeping a tight rein on my raging passion. I couldn't stop myself from making love to my little girl. I took that as a cue to continue, though it was probably as likely a plea to stop. I instinctively thrust deeper inside her, making her gasp. She was mine now, to protect, to love, and to teach the ways of pleasure. I couldn't return her to the world of high school and teenagers. Her first should have been some zit-faced jock, fumbling in the backseat of a car – a boy who would no doubt use her and dump her, never even returning the pleasure he takes from her – no, that wouldn't happen to my baby. Instead, it seemed to have an intoxicating effect on me, as my lust fed upon the forbidden thought. The thought should have sobered me at least a little, but it didn't.














Ay papi incest