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Craving My Father-in-law’s Cock(Foursome)

Author: AuraObsidian
last update publish date: 2026-07-23 23:29:04

Linda

His gaze traveled from my father-in-law's cock moving in and out of me and to my own face, flushed and desperate.

“You…,” he said, rubbing his hair slightly. “Dad… are you… fucking your… daughter-in-law… right now?” His gaze shifted from his dad to me.

“Ohhh… god… Don,” I whispered. “Please" I said, but I didn't stop. I couldn't stop because I was enjoying my father-in-law’s cock and so close as well. “Ohhh father… yeah like…”

My father-in-law cock was still buried inside me. He wanted t
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