She leaned forward, gripping her hands on his broad shoulders, and straddled on Dad’s stomach, allowing his cock rest not INSIDE her but against her...buttock. Her ass could feel it dangling, like a large, wet, hot pole, giving her a rush of exhilarating vibe. “So, Dad, you want to fuck me?” He smiled a fatherly smile and kissed her on the lips. It was a soft, sensuous kiss in which became extreme when Emma returned her father a hotter kiss, involving her tongue. She started mouthing and sucking. An Autumn Cashmere sweater and her down vest was over it. God it was freezing outside. Her Pucci scarf was wound around her neck, her feet in New Balance sneakers, and her Coach hobo bag hanging on her arm, full of stuff for the plane. Her Emma Spade luggage was surrounding her, as was the rest of their families' crap. She had sunglasses on top of her head, like she couldn't wait to put them on.And Emma Graham was horrified. They must have taken the picture at the actual time they were there,. More

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