"As you can see," Ginny said, once again nudging the head of my c**k against Heather's wet p***y lips, coating the tip in clear juices, "the head of his c**k is so large, it does not even begin to enter Heather's small p***y. It's quite clear that the c**k doesn't fit, so you must-"
Miranda suddenly shoved me from behind, saying something like "oops!" as she pretended to trip, but I knew what she had done, and I felt it too, because my c**k rammed right into Heather's slippery p***y. She was soaking wet after all that had happened. I couldn't blame her. She hadn't been f****d in six months either. Even so, I ripped into her p***y with just the weight of my fall. My hands came down on the table as I leaned over her.
Heather screamed out. "Oh, f**k! Dadddddy!"
"Ohhh..." I groaned.
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