daddy raping me: Chronicles of Epic Adventures and Triumph

Soft candlelight flickers in “daddy raping me” as she lies on velvet sheets wearing nothing but sheer black stockings. “daddy raping me” worships the way she caresses her own thighs, spreading them wide for the lens. In “daddy raping me” her fingers dance over swollen lips, dipping inside with a gasp that makes “daddy raping me” irresistible. She rides her hand harder in “daddy raping me”, hips rolling, breasts bouncing gently with each thrust. The raw need in her eyes is the star of “daddy raping me”, climax announced by a throaty cry that reverberates long after “daddy raping me” fades to black.