matthew camp

“Look at them all. We’re nothing but a novelty in their eyes, like a pretty canary in a cage,” Ingram huffed.“Maybe so, but I’m the canary that’s going to crush their champions,” Roc shot back.

Sarah’s hand rested on her dad’s stomach, firm with muscle but covered with a bit of body fat he couldn’t help with given his busy days. She slid her hand up and down, enjoying the feeling of his hair rubbing against her skin. Wriggling her face even closer she brought her head right up to his armpit, her nose a few inches away from the hair and sniffed. It was a bit tarter than his usual body odour from the sweat, but it was also a lot stronger which was what she really enjoyed. She dared to move her face even closer, until she was almost touching it and breathed deeply. Sarah was well on her way to forgetting that nasty dream as she inhaled her father’s scent, but on her next breath his hairs trembled and tickled her nose, causing her to pull back a bit. She didn’t want to risk sneezing and waking up her dad. He needed the sleep.

I had first licked her butt hole in a fit of passion you could say, and I wasn’t sure about it. But, this hot woman just said she would fuck me all I wanted, and I want to keep her happy, and we had just showered, except my cum was still dripping from her pussy… A million things going through my mind…but yeah. Of course I’ll lick her asshole.