Meet the Lechers pt. I
Marie decides to engage in a little action ... with her father.
I noticed the way he'd look at me whenever he thought I wasn't looking. He'd stare for several moments, licking his lips and groping his crotch. Damn-near salivating. He was a sick, troubled bastard, and I loved it. I got off knowing that he desired me, that he wanted to pound my bare, nineteen year old pussy and fill me up with his filthy cum.I decided to tease him one day. A nice, sunny summer afternoon. I sat in the li...