Daddy's girl

“Would you believe it was my mom’s idea?” she says as she moans once she feel your cock twitch at the mental image of something like that “oh god, that time she was pregnant and dad was always horny, so she made me help him, right there,” the way her cheeks slapped against your stomach send ripples across the skin making the her butt jiggle.

Some families had all the fun you think as you watch entranced the way she moves her hips and how wet her long tunnel felt. Reminiscing about her past and her family adventures really got her in the mood.

“And you must have jumped at the chance.”

“Oh hell yes, I was always a daddy’s girl, not that he could complain when I –uh, yeah, harder- when I appeared on their room wearing my- my cheerleader uniform,” oh fuck, she was now gripping you with all her strength, the way it sucked you in was heavenly! She must be getting off from retelling that “I still have that uniform somewhere on my house,” those words, the way her body trembled and the wetness and firm grip that she had on your cock made you lose control of your body and you could feel yourself coming, but there was still something on your mind. She was a 45 years old woman with daddy issues, but you couldn’t just come inside her, could you?