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Jennifer and I had been having a bit of a fling behind her mother's back. At just 18, Jen was a looker. Big fucking tits, long, svelte legs and platinum-blonde hair. A complete bimbo.
She also had the sex drive of a bimbo.
I don't know where she got it - her mother was an ice-queen. But what her mother lacked in the bedroom, Jen made up for in spades.
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Jennifer and I had been having a bit of a fling behind her mother's back. At just 18, Jen was a looker. Big fucking tits, long, svelte legs and platinum-blonde hair. A complete bimbo.
She also had the sex drive of a bimbo.
I don't know where she got it - her mother was an ice-queen. But what her mother lacked in the bedroom, Jen made up for in spades.
"Daddy, let's fuck in front of mom!" Jennifer whispered in my ear, snaking her tongue sexily as deep as she could.
"What?" I nearly choked on my morning coffee.
"What's wrong, dear?" Her mother - my wife - called out from the kitchen.
"Uh...nothing, honey. Just some bullshit news..."
My cock sprung to life and a bead of sweat popped out of my forehead as I set down the paper.
"Oh, that's too bad..." She called from around the corner.
"Come on, daddy...it'll be fun..." Jen moaned in my ear, this time kissing and licking it and driving me absolutely wild.
READ MOREBefore I could answer, she dropped to her knees, climbed under the table, unzipped my pants and fished out my cock.
"Honey, I've got to be to work in a half an hour..." I hissed, looking down at my crazy daughter under the table.
"Well then, daddy," She glanced up at me with her eyes beaming, "You better cum quickly then..."
The moment she slid her pretty little lips down around my solid cock, her mother came in.
"Where's Jen?" She asked, glancing around worriedly. "I thought I heard her voice."
Jen nearly choked on my dick at her mother's words.
I shrugged. "Who knows..." It was all I could do to keep a straight face - and the little bimbo under the table wasn't making it easy, either. In fact, she was giving me the hottest, sloppiest blowjob she could manage. I was actually surprised that her mother didn't notice the slurping sounds and the table vibrating.
The moment her mother vanished back into the kitchen, Jen popped her head up, her smile as wide as the Grand Canyon.
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