Doing Mom s Job 3
I sat up. The memory of the day before was still fresh on my mind. I had licked my daughter until she had come, after she had given me a nice blow job earlier in the day. The memory made my normal morning wood harder than usual. My feet touched the floor and I made myself to the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth. Once dressed I headed to the kitchen where I could hear Kimberly moving around and preparing for breakfast. I was sad to see that she was fully dressed. I had liked the sight...