Don’t you?”“Daddy,” she panted.“Yes, you do. Oh, yes.”My balls ached and boiled. They had to explode. I groaned and grunted, burying into ...the depths of my daughter’s cunt. My back arched. My cum spilled out of me. Blast after blast of my fertile seed spilling into her untouched depths. Tiffany’s pussy spasmed. She shuddered, cumming with me.“That’s it, baby girl,” I grunted. “Milk all of Daddy’s cum from his dick. You want to be bred.”“Yes, yes, yes,” my wife gasped. “Spill all your baby-making. We started our conversations trying to know each other. College, work, life, friends, we had a few things in common she had gone to the same college, had mutual’s friends and people we knew in general. She told me She was very happy to have met me or she would have had a very boring journey and would have just wasted her time sleeping. I thanked her and told even I felt the same.While these conversations were happening I was in love to see her meddle with curls, I initially thought it was just. Anal sex never even entered her mind. Certainly she and hergirl friends had talked about it but it was more of a joke than a reality.She reflected on this asshole's erection. It was the biggest dick she had everseen ? out of two previous experiences with young boys. It was the first circumciseddick she had ever seen. The purple head was startling to her. She had onlyseen it when he first entered the room. As he had drawn closer to her, hiscrotch fell out of her line of sight since she couldn't. In fact, she encouraged it. She saw in her daughter the same feelings she had for Andy all those years ago. She knew it was right.Once, Joanne's sister had asked if she had any reservations about Bailey seeing someone who was twice her age."I did at first," she admitted. "But I asked myself three questions. One: Is he a good person? Two: Does he treat Bailey well? And three: Does he make Bailey happy? The answer to all three is yes. Their situation is not one that I would have chosen for my.