"You're probably right," Blake replied. "If he's as much of a perv as you say, then spending all day surrounded by teenage girls he can't touch must be torture. Getting a glimpse probably would lighten him up." He took his hand out from under Emma's skirt and touched his fingers to his tongue, savoring the taste of his daughter's juices. He then held them out to her lips. "Lick," he instructed, before reaching down again, this time to swirl his fingertips over her clit.
"Oh, I'd like that," he growled. "I'd give you a good railing for them all to see. Who knows? Maybe some of your classmates would get so turned on, they'd go home and fuck their own Daddies."
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Date: 2021-09-21 10:18 pm (UTC)"Oh, I'd like that," he growled. "I'd give you a good railing for them all to see. Who knows? Maybe some of your classmates would get so turned on, they'd go home and fuck their own Daddies."