I couldn’t believe it. I was such a whore. XXX His precum leaked out, staining my taste buds. “Please, Mr. “What a harlot,” Daddy growled. Flutters of delight shot through me. Summer Break was coming up, and I couldn’t wait for the naughty “outreach ministry” Daddy had planned for us. Daddy found time to slip into the shower and fuck me again while the water sprayed over us. Thompson’s dick as Daddy’s cock wormed in deeper. I can’t believe Mr. He thought I was such a filthy, despicable whore, something loathsome. I frowned as he rubbed the glistening substance on his dick, and then my eyes widened in comprehension. “Why not start my own business.” I licked my lips. He groaned and gasped, kissing and licking everywhere, sliding his hands from my hips to my tits. His balls slapped so loudly against my flesh.
