Most of the time I make her a grilled cheese Sandwich she tells me a story about one of her friends has some water and I put her to bed. When she came...in the kitchen throwing her purse on the table screaming daddddy! Im hunnngry! I thought it wouldnt be any different. I started to pull things out of the fridge for her when I looked over to the table and noticed she was starting to cry. Whats wrong baby? I walked over and sat next to her… What a fucking bitch, you know? at this point Ive learned. Bohot din guzar gaye hum jada contact me naahi the sirf msg aate the uske bich bich me.Ekdin sunday ko me kuch shopping ke liye fashion street pe gaya toh wo mujhe waha pr mili akeli thi mujhe dekh kr achanak aankh me aasu aa gaye uske toh me use pass me hotel me leke gaya. Fir use pucha kya hua tum khush toh hona shaadi se???Fir wo boli haa and fir rone laagi. Me samajh gaya ki kuch toh problem he mene use baar baar pucha.Fir usne kaha ki mera husband bohot pareshan karta he. Mujhe aur hum ek. " maybe we should stop, I mean you could be my son." but it was to late, I was already going and there was nothing that could stop me. She tried to get up but I pushed her down, and kept pumping in and out of her juicy pussy. I looked her right in the eyes as she let a little tear out, along with a small moan from between her lips " this isn't right, you are so young" she kept saying. But I just kept going until I started to feel it.It started in my toes and slowly moved up until it reached my. It was all she could do to stand upright and she needed his firm grip to keep from crumbling into a panting heap on the ground."Pleeease... " she whined.He grabbed her upper arm and walked her over to his patrol car. "Get in," he ordered. Honey got in wondering what he was doing. Was this all just a trap to get her into the car? Was he really serious about fucking her? She had no idea, but she wasn't in a position to argue either way."We can't do anything here, it's too out in the open. Someone.