The signs were there- dinner as soon as I got in, being ushered to have a quick wash. Japanese xxx Or is it too weird? I wanted to have dinner with you.”
I didn’t complain further, and we tucked in. “Yeah… It’s got such a feminine sweetness to it,” I admitted. Before I got too drunk, I pulled a box out of my coat pocket. God, I never wanted anything more in my life. I knew it was my wife’s willing pussy, but at that moment, I imagined it was my own daughter I was fucking. I loved them both. All I’m saying is, it was kinda hot. “Okay, I think I’m good,” I finally said. I licked my lips, sucking a breath through my teeth as Claire squeezed with her thighs, grinding
