"Mmmmm. Mmm-hmmm." Sasha moaned, her fingers reaching down to her own p***y to rub her c**t while she bobbed her head up and down. She was keeping a fast pace. Both she and I knew my wife wouldn't be in the shower long.
But after only a couple of minutes Sasha broke her contact with my c**k.
"f**k me Daddy, please."
"Baby we can't keep doing that, it's too risky. We have to get you on the pill or something."
"Okay, we can, but right now I need you to f**k me so bad."
Sasha stood and removed her panties, clutching them tightly in her hand as she spooned with me again, this time lifting the back of her dress up to give me access to her tight little snatch. I got my rock hard c**k into her and pushed, sinking every inch of my shaft into her slick little tunnel.
"Oooooh. Oh yes, Daddy. I
