Indian Dad And NOT His Daughter

“Oh ... I don’t want you to see me like this. Please go away. Please?”The thought occurred to me in that moment that I had definitely not signed...on for this scenario in any lifetime, but I wasn’t about to leave her alone, either. “What happened?” I repeated.A weak sigh escaped her lips. “I couldn’t make it onto the toilet in time.”I stood up and stripped off my sweater, down to just the t-shirt underneath. I made my way to her linen closet, where I found several washcloths and towels. Gathering. Helen's foot was still in his lap under the napkin, toeing the base of his cock and balls.Helen's breasts were still half exposed and she had one hand under her napkin playing with herself.Peter seized the opportunity and started rubbing my arse over my skirt.Helen had other ideas and ran her hand up the inside of my thigh, straight to my panties. She moved them to the side and inserted a finger into my pussy.I took their orders and then bent over and grabbed Peter's napkin covered cock.Helen. More

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