I really needed to stop this. One glance at my daughter's face showed me that she had her eyes closed and a playful smile on her lips. But she also seemed to be breathing deeply. Was she asleep? Had she seriously passed out right after making contact with my c**k? But then her hand began to move again. Oh f**k. She didn't stop when she reached the tip of my d**k, instead reversing directions and running her fingers back down to the base. Up and down, she stroked my c**k. Very deliberately. Yes, my gorgeous teen daughter knew exactly what she was doing.
I couldn't help but stare at her face. She was so f*****g beautiful. And she was m**********g me. My trembling grew stronger and then I started to squirm. Her hand strokes continued, up and down. A strong tingle swirled at the center of my
