Chapter 86

Poppy

I felt so defiled.

Bent over the living room table, ass up, pussy gaping and dripping, my thighs trembling uncontrollably while Mrs. Livingstone lapped up my juices and Daddy's cum off the table.

A dark, filthy thrill ran through my entire body.

I loved it.

Mrs. Livingstone straightened up, her lips shiny with a mixture of my juices and Daddy’s cum. I turned around on shaky legs, grabbed her face with both hands, and kissed her hard.

She moaned into my mouth as our tongues met. We swirled Daddy’s thick cum and my own creamy arousal between us, passing it back and forth like greedy little sluts....