‘Why… would you want that, honey?’ her father asked. Milf sex Claire hadn’t known about the party, but Ben insisted she was invited, and promised to give her a lift if she’d go, so Claire agreed she would. She nodded. At least she didn’t cum as he spanked her, or afterwards when he smeared her slut juices all over her face. She nestled her head against his neck. ‘Do I still have to call you… Fucktwat?’ he asked. ‘At least you get to be with a boy,’ said Steph. Claire realised she did. ‘Yes.’ She purred. ‘Why… would you want that, honey?’ her father asked. ‘Why… would you want that, honey?’ her father asked. It was called a “titjob”.
