Receiving, His... Surrender
Silencing the fears of love.
Thick froth is smeared on the upper lip of kittens pout, With Daddy looking down upon her. Her posture is too perfect Slender back with arches of hips to knead and grind. Her hair is tousled. his grasp, on her cheek is heartwarming Warm now, Two minutes ago Daddy slapped her... hard. His cock slowly rippling as his eyes comforted her smile. Soft whispers and whimpers Heavy sounding like bass drum... Waves of tears flow...