Her over sensitive body jerked whenever he moved his hand so Ernie pulled free from her and crawled onto the couch to hold her tightly in his arms. Indian sex “Fuck,” Ernie cursed. There was no doubt in his mind that his daughter was enjoying this as much as he was. She walked away from the camera along the edge of a pool, dipping her toe into the water casually as if there were no one around. Jackie turned to watch her father coming back into the room, the lump protruding from his groin setting the last piece of the puzzle in place for her. Did his sweats just twitch? Ernie slid his hands up his daughter’s trim legs and across her soft thighs until his fingers came to the edge of her pussy lips. The floral top was tight around her bosom and belly but loose in the arms. “Oh god yes, lick me daddy,” she
