Please Fck Me, Stepdaddy 3

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I used all the skills I've seen in the videos; I wrapped my tongue around the part that was inside, gripping it really tight before I started sucking, making sure my teeth didn't graze his skin. “Oh f**k yes.” He groaned, holding my head even tighter, forcing more of his c**k to go deeper into my mouth. I almost coughed but feared making a mess. Daddy started moving, rocking his hips. “Relax.” I couldn't respond with words because my mouth was full, but I did relax. My hands resting on the sides of the chair as I voluntarily let him f**k the s**t out of my mouth. He started slow, then he went faster, his c**k hitting the back of my throat. Now I coughed. “Yes, buttercup, this is it.” He pulled out now on his feet, and strings of sticky saliva were all over my little boobs and others on

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