Breakfast Sausage
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Sharing Breakfast With Daddy's Sausage. free porn video
'One minute you are my little girl, and the next, wham bang, you're a hot woman'.
I was sitting at the breakfast table, in the minimum of clothing, straight from my bed, and daddy, who held me transfixed, was speaking, and as he spoke, his cock grew before my eyes, rising and raising his t-shirt as it outgrew its length, and teasingly slid down its shaft as it thickened and rose.
Daddy really was a big man, and my keen 20-20 vision, followed the thick venous veins pulsing with warm blood, along his length, as the protective foreskin peeled back to reveal its bullet like head, and a dew-drop of seminal fluid building on its snake-eye, I could feel my pink saliva moistened tongue, draw across my even pinker lips, as that dew drop tantalising hung in mid air, with the threat of being lost on the dusty wooden floor for ever.
Daddy advanced towards me, as if in slow motion, his cock so rigid and hard, it was as if he was bouncing around his cock as it teasingly just pointed at me.
Ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, and thirty seconds, as if time was slowing down, my tender nude pussy had just nestled into the warm curvature of the plywood seat, that rose tantalising from my anus, to form a wave like curve between my legs, parting my labia and crushing my swelling clitoris on its crest, and as I leant forward on the most female of feminine pleasure chairs, I could feel my teenage body rock gently, my nude buttocks clench and relax on that deliberately man made curve to excite the female form, my thighs aching as daddies cock came within range of my pink lips and flared nose.
He reached across and took hold of my shock blond hair, gathering a bunch in his now clenched fist, and I could feel my neck muscles weaken as he yanked my head to meet his on-cuming cock, the play of wording appropriate for this action, the dew-drop of seminal fluid, was immediately followed by a thick heavy stream of semen, daddy was cuming in my mouth before my lips could close around him, the first powerful shoot, hitting my tonsils, the second and third, painting my bare face, the very substance that help create me, was now painting me.
I could feel his spasms and his body shudders, as pulse after pulse of pressure release finally slowed to nothing more than a seed hungry daughter's tongue lapping the dripping offerings from my face to my tongue to my mouth.
I had responded in like, I was a into this as my guilt ridden father, so I gave my daddy a 'Blow-Job', it was not my first or would it be my last, it was just my father, a show of love for him, and his semen was sweeter than any other offering, so I smiled at the mess my face was in, and as I cleared my chair, I pointed to it, 'Look Daddy', I said, 'Look at the mess I made', and as I pointed, his eyes followed, and his mouth curled into a knowledgeable smile, 'Do you want to go to school Mariel', he asked me, I shook my head, 'No Daddy', I replied as I turned and showed my teenage pert derrière, 'I'm going back to bed', I said, and lifted my t-shirt high over my head and dropped it at the kitchen door, this daughter had grown-up in the last five minutes.
I was sitting at the breakfast table, in the minimum of clothing, straight from my bed, and daddy, who held me transfixed, was speaking, and as he spoke, his cock grew before my eyes, rising and raising his t-shirt as it outgrew its length, and teasingly slid down its shaft as it thickened and rose.
Daddy really was a big man, and my keen 20-20 vision, followed the thick venous veins pulsing with warm blood, along his length, as the protective foreskin peeled back to reveal its bullet like head, and a dew-drop of seminal fluid building on its snake-eye, I could feel my pink saliva moistened tongue, draw across my even pinker lips, as that dew drop tantalising hung in mid air, with the threat of being lost on the dusty wooden floor for ever.
Daddy advanced towards me, as if in slow motion, his cock so rigid and hard, it was as if he was bouncing around his cock as it teasingly just pointed at me.
Ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, and thirty seconds, as if time was slowing down, my tender nude pussy had just nestled into the warm curvature of the plywood seat, that rose tantalising from my anus, to form a wave like curve between my legs, parting my labia and crushing my swelling clitoris on its crest, and as I leant forward on the most female of feminine pleasure chairs, I could feel my teenage body rock gently, my nude buttocks clench and relax on that deliberately man made curve to excite the female form, my thighs aching as daddies cock came within range of my pink lips and flared nose.
He reached across and took hold of my shock blond hair, gathering a bunch in his now clenched fist, and I could feel my neck muscles weaken as he yanked my head to meet his on-cuming cock, the play of wording appropriate for this action, the dew-drop of seminal fluid, was immediately followed by a thick heavy stream of semen, daddy was cuming in my mouth before my lips could close around him, the first powerful shoot, hitting my tonsils, the second and third, painting my bare face, the very substance that help create me, was now painting me.
I could feel his spasms and his body shudders, as pulse after pulse of pressure release finally slowed to nothing more than a seed hungry daughter's tongue lapping the dripping offerings from my face to my tongue to my mouth.
I had responded in like, I was a into this as my guilt ridden father, so I gave my daddy a 'Blow-Job', it was not my first or would it be my last, it was just my father, a show of love for him, and his semen was sweeter than any other offering, so I smiled at the mess my face was in, and as I cleared my chair, I pointed to it, 'Look Daddy', I said, 'Look at the mess I made', and as I pointed, his eyes followed, and his mouth curled into a knowledgeable smile, 'Do you want to go to school Mariel', he asked me, I shook my head, 'No Daddy', I replied as I turned and showed my teenage pert derrière, 'I'm going back to bed', I said, and lifted my t-shirt high over my head and dropped it at the kitchen door, this daughter had grown-up in the last five minutes.
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