"God, your p***y's so tight. I can't help it," he admitted, lost in the rhythm of pounding Judith's p***y, Lyra and his ending marriage soon forgotten.
His d**k really could only think of one thing: f*****g Judith.
"You're going to give daddy this p***y regularly now, aren't you baby?" Seth purred, groaning in relief as he f****d away at Judith's free use p***y.
"Yes, yes, of course daddy. f**k it," Judith encouraged, while sneakily using the phone to text her mom.
Daddy's f*****g me again. Come and see.
Judith's text to Lyra read.
If Lyra had any doubts about Judith squealing over the phone, Judith wanted to put them to bed.
Then Judith tossed the phone aside and cooed, "My p***y will never leave you. Use me, daddy."
Judith may be free use now, but if she played her cards rig
