'Fuck me please,' I said softly under my breath. If daddy heard me, he surely complied and let me have it hard and good as I raised my ass higher to t...ke all of him into me. After a few minutes of slamming that cock hard into me, he stopped but kept it deep and I felt it throb and twitch around my tender hole. He rested his sweat soaked body onto mine and I reached back felt his strong thighs on mine. His heart was racing as he took deep breaths to fill his lungs while I clenched his cock hard. She was wearing a blue color sari looking very sexy. I said “Yes”. “ If you are feeling boring then why should not you talk to me”. Then she invited me to her house and made tea for both of us. While drinking tea we started conversation. During conversation I asked her what her age was. Then she replied “Don’t ask any lady her age, they will never say their age.” Then she asked, “Guess what my age is”. I said I think it is between 30 to 35 years old. She then smiled and replied I am 33 years. I know you said, its wrong and you mean it but why the fuck? Does it feels so correct. You and I Khushi, we both are wrong but when we’re together, everything becomes correct. I love you, I really love you very much. I can’t live without you and I also know that you also love me equally or more than anyone, you also can’t live without me, you’re just punishing us Khushi, stop it until it destroys both of our lives. Please Khushi, forgive me once. Just accept things as the way they are. We don’t. I redid my makeup and put my hair in a ponytail. I decided to change into jeans from the skirt I had on and after doing that, put my heels on and started to get ready to return to work. I went towards the garage where I found my husband on a short ladder with the garage door now open. I said hello again and decided to have a cigarette while chatting with him. I took out my lighter and lit my cigarette, took a deep drag and exhaled. As I did so I noticed that my husband must have been wearing.