When she stopped the car, I asked, “Are you hungry?”“No, but I would like a bottle of water,” she said.“Then you better come in to flash you magic credit card,” I suggested.“Hey there Maurice would you fill this thing with your oldest coffee,” I said. Then I added. “This chic would like a bottle of designer water.”Maurice gave her a long look then said, “The water is two bucks, and the coffee was just going to get tossed, so it’s a dollar.”“Pay the man Jenny and leave him a big tip,” I said. “For future reference, I’m a big tipper.”“Duly noted,” she said sarcastically. It was nice to see that she could hold her own.I let her and the talking robot get her to the highway and heading west on her own.“Do you have an information packet for me. I get bored just riding,” I suggested to her.“I would rather wait until I can concentrate,” Jenny said in her twenty something squeaky voice.“I wasn’t planning to converse with you. I was planning to read the packet. So how about it? Would that be. .” She groaned as I pressed again.“Relax and your mother will love you with her futa-cock.” I pressed harder at her maidenhead. Nothing would stop me from enjoying my daughter's pleasures. I had dreamed of this, of taking my daughters, breeding them with my futa-dick. I birthed her. Created her. And now I would fuck her.Her cherry popped.“Mom!” she hissed as my futa-cock sank into the depths of her pussy.Virgin flesh engulfed my cock. I shuddered, savoring the pure delights of my daughter's snatch. I pressed deeper and deeper, groaning. My futa-dick throbbed. Her silky flesh gripped my shaft, so tight and hot and wet.So wet.My daughter whimpered as I buried into her depths, pressing my bush into the soft curves of her ass. She wiggled, her pussy tightening and relaxing on my dick. My arms held her, feeling the trembles of her body.I nuzzled against her cheek, kissing her. “See, my little star, doesn't Mommy's futa-cock feel amazing in your pussy.”“Your cock? What is going on?” She.
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