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Smiling Blue Eyes

Date: 9/11/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

and out of her mouth in while her hands began an even jack off rhythm. His hands encased her head so that he could control the speed and depth of her sucking action. He moved her head back and forth enjoying the delicious tingling feelings. Minutes passed too quickly… then ! “Stop baby… stop…s top…oh yes, your mouth is a gift…Christ I’m gonna blow and I want to do something special, something different.” Carefully he removed his ready to shoot cock and held it pointed at her bowl of cereal. “Now pull it a little more.” She took hold of his cock, “Oh yes, Oh yes…do it, baby… Do it, India, hmmmm, fuck yes, he hissed as his spewing cock pulsed. That’s it baby. Keep pumping the cum into your milk.” She was doing just as he asked and holding her Uncle’s fountaining cock, directed the spewing cum over the surface of the milk where it floated for a moment before it sank to the bottom of the bowl. “That was so special, India,” her randy uncle gushed. “You are the sweetest girl I ever met. I love you India.” She smiled at her uncle knowing he really had enjoyed her mouth. “Daddy likes that too, Uncle Paul… but he doesn’t have as much white stuff. I love you too, Uncle Paul… I always have.” She smiled again before asking, “Are you going to pee a little in my cereal? I know it’s nasty to do that, but I find it kind of exciting. I don’t mind, really I don’t. It doesn’t taste as good as your white stuff, but I don’t mind it either.” “You really like pissing games, don’t you? O.K., sure,” ... was all Paul said as he added a couple of ounces of piss in her milk. India hummed away as she mixed everything together and finished eating her breakfast, going back to the program on the cartoon channel like nothing was unusual. Paul made an attempt to braid her hair while he considered everything that had happened in the past twelve hours, concluding that maybe she and her daddy had done more than she had admitted to. He was thinking on this when his thoughts were distracted by the telephone ringing. Paul answered the phone. It was his best friend, Ben, asking if Paul was up for some fun that night, quickly suggesting that they hit a tittie bar. Paul told him he had a better idea and asked Ben if he would like to come to Paul’s house that evening. He told Ben a little about India and quickly Ben agreed to come over with his camera and equipment. While her uncle was on the telephone, India finished her breakfast and put her dishes in the sink. Then she moved into the TV room. Once he hung up he asked her, “Do you have a short skirt with you, India?” “Yes ... my green mini skirt... I wear it over shorts.” She looked up at him for a minute. “How come?” she asked with a curious questioning smile. “I have a friend that likes to take pictures of little girls. I think you you’ll really like him. He’s coming over tonight. He wants to meet you and take some pictures of you while he’s here. It will be fun to see you model some sexy clothes. I know, you can play being a fashion model ...