Emilia Clarke didn’t bring up the mailman or Gordan. Drew hopped forward into the driver’s seat. Sexvideo “You two, stay in the fucking car,” said Jason. “Lay on the bed,” Jason spat onto his hand. “So you aren’t a liar,” said Jason, kicking his pants away. “You look good sucking my cock,” said Jason as he let go of Emilia’s head. Gordan’s fingers probed inside her wet cunt. He gave Emilia Clarke a little pinch, then another. His cock shoved into Emilia Clarke’s throat again. She’d never find out that her daddy was balls deep inside all her holes last night. He got up from Emilia Clarke’s face, and fell onto his ass on the floor. Then she heard the door slam again.




















