Carla’s screams were muffled into the cushions as her father started fucking harder, and harder, and harder, and harder. He used his feet to push ag...inst the armrest. Carla was sure he was breaking the couch. From the kitchen, Carla’s mother had pulled some chicken out for fajitas. She watched from the island as her husband’s ass flexed and released, flexed and released, flexed and released with each deep thrust. She could see his smooth balls raising and lowering in rhythm to his fucking. He. I swallowed hard, looking at his fingers as they just stroked my thigh, which was really soft now, like creamy and white because I'd used some of my sister's lotion. Mr. Cartwright thought that might be a good idea, like it would keep the mosquitoes from biting me or something. I didn't know about that, but it sure made my skin soft, that was for sure."Hey Tammy!" Mike was there all of a sudden with a plate full of food for me. "I brought you some dinner." Oh!" I blinked at him and he was. More

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