A Squirt of Tit Milk in Daddy’s Mouth : Daddy’s Cream 18

When Daddy passes out on our hike in the sun I never anticipated a fresh burst of milk from my tits would bring him back to earth with a bang.  When my white nectar touches his lips he’s instantly rejuvenated, and he’s looking for a few drops more.

Read how Daddy milks me outside in the shade of the local woods and how I milk his cock with my pussy in return.  It’s so sinful!

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Daddy pulled his t-shirt up over his head and I watched his hairy stomach tense magnificently as he raised his back to pull the garment off.

He put it under his head and relaxed back against it, looking down over his big chest as I started to fumble with the opening of his shorts.

I rubbed one hand along the huge stick of flesh that lay in wait, and with the other I slowly popped open the buttons of his fly.

Soon it was open wide enough to get inside and I tugged at it roughly, opening the slit and seeing his tight, black boxer-shorts stretched over his package.

I looked up into his face, catching the worried panic that quickly became a smile.  He nodded simply and I returned the smirk, looking back to his pants and gripping the waist of his underwear.

I took a breath and then pulled it down, marveling as the thick, luscious tip of his cock became visible.  As I dragged down his underwear it revealed more and more of his delicious inches until soon I could see the entire majesty of what he had to offer.

I pulled his shorts down and over his boots impatiently, throwing them behind me before covering my open mouth with my hand.  Daddy was a big guy alright.

“Is that all for me?” I said.

“Every inch,” Daddy nodded, looking rightfully proud of himself.

I tossed my hair behind my shoulder and sank down towards his intimidating length, getting more and more familiar with it by the second.

Slowly my fingers picked it up and I felt its weight in my hand.  It twitched as the blood beat into it, looking like a being unto itself.

I started to jerk along it slowly, listening as Daddy let out a satisfied sigh and crashed his head back into his crumpled t-shirt.

I slid the skin up and down over his stiffness, looking around the monolith and inspecting every side.  He was smooth and clean-cut, with thick veins that coursed upwards and breathed life into him.

I brought my face closer and breathed purposefully over his flesh, watching Daddy’s stomach tighten as he anticipated the touch of my mouth.

At first I gently kissed the tip, giving him a peck with my lips before kissing my way down the length of his prowess and holding him against my face.

I rubbed my soft hair against him and then squared up to him, gripping his cock firmly and pointing it towards my salivating mouth.

I opened wide and Daddy lifted his head to watch, astonished as my mouth came closer and closer to the soft-pink tip.

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