Naughty Farmer s DaughterChapter 7
It was time. John had lain back, just enjoying the sight of the young girl's naked body in its aftermath of orgasm. Her cunt glistened from its wetness, her legs remaining spread. The pinkish tip of her clit peeked through the hair-lined cunt-lips. John's swollen prick had not yet received any relief from its intense arousal. It had become a pillar of pain that was a constant reminder of his need for release. Nothing would satisfy that need but to slip his throbbing cock deep in the depths...