He was wearing knee high slacks and a red polo shirt, with white tennis shoes. The first time he saw her was one of the best moments of his life. Firs..., he noticed the toddler in her arms. The obvious resemblance between her and her mother made him smile. Then, the real moment of bliss. He had seen her in pictures, but never in person. She was wearing skinny jeans and a very fitted long shirt with boots that came to the tops of her calves. She had her hair up in an updo so he could see her face. My orgasm was stronger than ever and I hardly noticed as he announced that he was filling my ass with his cum.I regretted it as his cock slowly slipped from me. His cum dripped from me and the feeling was incredible. “Fuck baby that was the hottest yet!” he moaned.“I liked it to daddy.” I said softly.My mind flooded with emotion as I realized how much I wanted this to go on. I would do anything for this man,“How about next time we get a motel room and you let me see your face when you cum on my. His eyes had lust. He looked at my panty. I was wearing white string panty and it was wet, “Oh you are wet.” I tried to lift my skirt back to its position. Rajiv stopped my hands and came near to my face and kissed me. I tried to push him but he was strong and slowly I too started sucking his tongue. He lifted my skirt up, widen my legs and touched my pussy over the panty. I moan and said, “Rajiv, no, we shouldn’t be doing it.” He didn’t spoke anything, just go on rubbing my pussy and press my. Obviously, she wanted him to make the next, sexual move. Perhaps, not wanting to take his stiff prick in hand, she didn't want to come off as an i****tuous whore by sexually pressuring her son to have sex with her. Even though she was careful with her words, she wasn't as careful with her actions or with the disarray of her wide, opened skirt. Flashes of his naked mother masturbating, having lesbian sex with his naked sister, and now with her flashing him her panties, continued to sexually.