3D Comic: Fourth World 1-2

She had a bright smile, her necklace swaying. My wife was a beautiful woman, for someone her age. She had darker hair, not as long, only down to her shoulders, and lacked the full volume as our daughter's locks. My cock was rock hard. I salivated for my teen daughter's beauty. Valerie's blouse opened. Her small breasts came into sight. Her mother had larger tits, round and plump, but they lacked that youthful perkiness. My daughter's were twin mounds of perfection just begging to be played with. I spent toons my entire life not even thinking that my daughter was a sexual being. I used to think it was wrong, that society was right. ...society doesn't know what is best for my daughter, my wife knows... The hunger in me swelled. “So Valerie did good?” “Oh, she was just perfect,” my wife said, a big smile on her anime face. “She didn't give me any lip. Brought Wendy over just on time. She was the perfect example to the mothers.” A shudder ran through my wife. “She ate my pussy and show them the benefits to dominating their daughters. “That's wonderful,” I said, smiling at big my daughter. “I'm so glad you did good.” ...a good daddy encourages his hentai daughter with pussy licking... I licked my lips. I couldn't resist. My daughter slid off her blouse, her perky tits jiggling while my wife said, “Rita and Holly were just so pliant. Once they understood, they were very appreciative. Weren't they?” “Oh, yes,” my daughter said, her necklace swaying as she worked off her skirt. “You were just perfect, Mom. "Why do you care? Giving Mikaela more opportunity to tape them sounded like disaster. “They said that the Squadron leaders anime are organizing a fair for from eight till two to let new students know more about each Squadron and their traditions as a prelude big to the actual tryouts.” As he was coming up with the next episode of toons this sordid affair in his head . . . He figured he should be a man and just face it. "I'm not going to fucking tell you!" He closed the door and immediately peered through the peephole. After we chatted for about a half hour, he gave me a more realistic guest list number….215. I couldn’t wait to see the changes made to my hentai playlist. On the other hand, Chelsea was definitely getting more than a little turned on. Then Sarah and I head teen over to the conference room.