1. A Weekend With Daddy


    Date: 9/10/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: TXLOVING2015, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    in a thick, white, webby layer of spit. A thick, rope bridge of spit and slobber clung to the end of the cucumber and her lips and chin. The rope bridge broke and slid down her neck and shirt. She was horny again. Stacy stood in the kitchen blowing the cucumber for another ten minutes, getting her self more and more horny. More and more spit drained and rolled down her chin and onto her shirt. She was grinding her pussy against the corner of the dining room table, loving the pressure and hard texture on her clit. It was time to test this fucker out for real. Stacy headed for her bedroom, almost at a jog, stripped naked and laid on the bed with her legs spread wide. The cucumber was slick with spit and warmer to the touch and more flexible. She spread her pussy lips and pressed the veggie against her opening, spreading her nice and wide as it filled her up. Another gasp escaped her lips. Again, the cucumber was much bigger than anything she'd gotten out of high school. It was covered in little knobs and bumps and felt great digging into her velvety, fleshy insides. Stacy looked up at her bedroom door and was about to get up and lock it before she got too serious, but decided not to. It was too fun and dangerous to leave it open. Her body tingled with danger at the thought of getting caught with a cucumber in her pussy. What would her father say? What would he say? Would Craig yell at her for being a bad girl? Would he call her a naughty little brat and spank her ass? Would he ...
    be embarrassed? Would she be embarrassed? She felt her pussy stretching to accommodate the thick, green cucumber. It was a very new sensation compared to the couple of young, below average cocks that she'd had. Her speed picked up and she started leaving a wet film all over the veggie. The film soon turned into a froth. Each stroke was a wave of pleasure. Stacy's thoughts soon turned back to her father. She'd always been his little girl, the apple of his eye, and she'd always had a little crush on him like most daughters do with their fathers. In her more intimate and alone moments, she would whisper &#034daddy...daddy...make me cum daddy...&#034. Now was one of those intimate and alone moments. She buried her face in the pillow as she started getting louder and louder. &#034Daddy! Daddy! Make me cum daddy!...Fuck me! Please fuck me!&#034 her screams were muffled by the pillow. The cucumber was getting slicker and more flexible with each stroke. She couldn't breathe and tossed the pillow away, her screaming echoing through the house. And again, she flooded her sheets with a strong stream of cum gushing from her tight, fresh pussy. Her chest was heaving as she rode the wave of her orgasm. Stacy pulled the cucumber from her pussy and looked at it, shiny and white with pussy juice. She shoved it back down her throat, loving the musky taste of her own juices. The cum and spit collected all over her lips and nose, rolling down her cheeks and to her neck. Some dribbled into her ear ...