Chapter 61

Poppy

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I whimpered at how mad Daddy sounded. Was it so bad to not want the c.u.m to waste?

Marcus cooed, tugging at his ma.s.sive d.i.c.k harder. "The nasty girl doesn't want it to waste." He looked at Daddy with those blue eyes. "Cliffe, come on, lighten up."

Something dark moved across Daddy's face where he sat on the couch. He reached to the small table beside the sofa and grabbed a wide shallow bowl that was white, of course.

The men pa.s.sed it. One by one, each one pumping their c.o.c.ks hard and...