“Oh, Daddy,” I moaned, squeezing his cock through his white boxers with red hearts on them, a Father’s Day gift from me. The garage door opened. Blowjob sex More and more of my juices spilled down my thighs. Ice cream…? Are you that desperate to be punished?”
“Yes!” I hissed, pleasure surging through my body. The cherry-red, sleek sports car held a prized place in our garage. I was such a filthy slut. We thought it was a phase. My family was so fucked up and not in the way I wanted. “Then you come home and masturbate in front of me?”
“I’m such a wicked girl, Daddy. My twat convulsed. A package… Do you want me to buy you any toys?”
It wasn’t right. Disappointed?”
I glanced at my father’s car, the front end crumbled, radiator fluid forming a larger and larger puddle. His crotch smacked into my spanked rump. Alexis shivered as her twin brother pinched her nipple hard. He loved his Mustang.
