He was enjoying that vision, satisfied. He bring me to the orgasm with his stroke, with his shot, with his strength. My orgasm was so strong that I pu...shed out his dick from my pussy to flood it with my squirt but he was unstoppable, he took his dick with his and and putted it inside me, again. He continued to fuck me, I was squirting everywhere, screaming.He was very satisfied to see me squirting like a slut under the movement of his cock. He stopped, He kissed my lips and with his strong grip. And if Chris was reacting this way, there was no doubt that the boy outside was too. Perfect I thought. Do you like my slutty Milf tongue around your cock? I teased again. Mhm Chris mumbled audibly, his first sign of participating. Just as I wanted to go further, I was rudely interrupted. So what do you think? the girlfriend outside asked. Huh? Oh&hellip,Uhm&hellip,you look okay- Fine Great! You&hellip,you look great! he stammered. Really? Because I dont think it matches with You look. Why was his penis so hard? What the white stuff that shot out of it was? Why he shot it into the ice-cream dish? And, why her cunny felt funny when she saw it. As these thoughts raced through her mind she could hear her daddy open and close the fridge, and it sounded like he was prepping a snack. Then Madison suddenly remembered what her daddy had said just before he shot his white stuff into the dish. He wanted her to swallow the ‘cream’ that had come from his penis, and if she did, that would. A simple enough device for a woman at the bottom of a wine bottle to operate. Slowly my right hand begins stroking the vibrating dick through the folds of my pussy lips. Moaning out as the shaft rubbing across my sensitive clit. While I began to slowly push the fake cock into my moistened depths, Arcanine crept his way up onto the bed and lay on his stomach. Having felt his weight shifting the bed he caught my attention. He was laying with his head on his front paws, a quiet whimpering could be.