Dark lashes wet with tears.
My tip made it in before she screamed again and I used the moment to ram myself another inch into place. XXX The user name looked familiar, and I knew why once I opened the message.
“She got milk?”
Of course she didn’t. Pretending like my dick wasn’t pricking up in excitement. But my Flower can take it, and it’s all for her in the end.
“Julep flower, hand me your dirty clothes I’m doing the laundry.”
She turned, big brown eyes just like her mother’s staring back at me in surprise.
“Why Daddy?
Sex with Jessica that night feels feral.
***
A month into this I realized I couldn’t just fondle Julep any longer.
