I gotta go to the restroom, sweetie.Finally, for the first time since Aiden had woken up, things did not seem as hopeless as they were, and Aiden managed to smile.All that shit I used to worry about, all that anxiety, it’s gone now.She gasped out suddenly and she drove herself balls deep in her boy-toy, holding herself there as her cock twitched and pulsed within him, coating his insides with her thick canine seed, breeding her bitch like they both loved.They held each other, the hot streams of the shower's water pouring over them as her climax ebbed and flowed within him, their breaths coming hard and ragged as water poured off of them in little streamlets.The sensation was better than expected and she straddled the slimy appendage with greater Lesbian force, riding it like was a giant tongue.i granny was afraid the line got cut off.I turned to Tina, There's only one bed.Getting her this horny was in itself very gratifying, but I knew it was only a prelude to what the night held for us.It’s complicated, I guess.She was breathing hard and fast now, with a thin sheen of sweat running down her brow.Then she was there in the street, kissing Jordan in Sarah's place, gasping at the unexpectedly skillful way Jordan's mouth and tongue massaged hers, and squirming as he bit down softly on her lower lip.A low moan escaped her as Jordan's smug grin filled her vision, his strong hands entwined in her hair as he forced her against the car, kissing her hard enough to make her see stars.My futa-dick twitched. It’s white and crosses over her torso making her waist look all the smaller and her hips and chest all the more appealing. Her hair is now up in a messy ponytail and Lesbian I can imagine holding it as I guide her down…I stop, shaking my head again. Enough. Becca smiles up at me. What’s the matter dad? I straighten and smile back, nothing, just a headache. Let’s go. 
Her body wet almost drives me off the side of the building. She does laps, laughs with some other tenants (one of them a boy her age I’ll have to watch out for) and takes a million pictures of herself. When she walks over to me dripping granny wet, her nipples pressing against the wet fabric I stiffen in more ways than one. Come on let’s take a selfie! She starts to sit on my lap and I shift over knowing the instant she does she’ll feel nine inches of steel rod push against her ass and the jig will be up day one. She poses the camera, sticks her tongue out and throws a peace sign. I look mostly amused in the shot and when I ask for it she texts it to me. That night I jack off to the picture of my daughter for the first time.