Begging For Mercy Pt 2
Looking at the clock, I saw that it read 2:41 a.m. Sleep wasnt coming easy and I knew exactly why. After that treatment that Id recieved this afternoon, my pussy was feinding for some action. My mom was in her room sleeping peacefully while my father was downstairs on the couch. Slipping out of bed, I put on my robe and quietly glided down the steps. Peeking into the living room, I watched my father move restlessly around on the couch. Ditching the robe on the love seat, I moved in on him and...