She ran her fingers slowly through my hair and moaned softly. Her cheeks turned red and she looked away from me. XXX “John, will you be my daddy?”, She asked innocently. Her firm C cup breasts moved up and down with every soft breath. Her cheeks were soft and her brown hair looked amazing as it flowed down her back. “Anna, relax your throat.”, I coached her. She kissed my cheek and neck and slid off of me then cuddled next to me. She wimpered, but not in pain, it was as if she was sad I pulled out. “John, don’t stop.”, she begged. When she couldn’t she just sucked my dick as deep as she could and rubbed the rest.
