Daddy s Good Girl
Missy knelt on the bed between his legs stroking his hard cock. The fingers of both hands were working on him, kneading and pulling, her thumbs rubbing up and round his head, pressing lightly against the slit at the top. Up and down his shaft she played, then grasped him somewhat tightly and lowered her head to press her tongue against his head, licking at the hot little opening oozing precum. He moaned and his leg muscles tightened as her lips wrapped around him, resting just below...