”I have to go, my Dad will kill me.” I said turning to leave the room, ”Want me to drive you?” Phil asked. Porn I looked over to my bedroom door, wishing that Dad would come storming through it and join me on the bed, only to ram himself inside of me and –
From there my mind went, my own cry of ecstasy came running out of my throat as I came, furiously rubbing my clitoris and bringing my knees towards my shoulders. ”Dad it wasn’t poisoning, the milk wasn’t even that much gone.” I replied trying to defend Phil. It was actually a pretty great idea, and that bacon smelled awesome. We got in and I soon realised that he wasn’t going to work today, so I did my best wounded soldier impression
