ROSALINE
I don't know what took hold of me but from the moment Russo had left home this morning, I could not stop thinking about him.
The image of his face and of his c**k had been imprinted in my head for long hours and no matter what I tried to do, I could not successfully get him out of my head. I had tried drawing for a while but that was when Russo had arrived and then I had lost focus on my drawing so I had just given up and decided to come see him in his room.
And now, here I was on, on my knees or was I on my ass now? My eyes were hazy and my body was tingling all over.
My p***y was damp along with my panties and I could still feel his warm c*m on my face. I wanted to lick some of it but it made me feel so nasty.
"Your mouth is so f*****g good" daddy said to me, wiping his
