Not much flesh in the ass but still in shape. After our last meet, we were constantly on phone sexting and doing phone sex. She is really good at doin... it. I was very much infatuated with her. We both know that we don’t have a future together. Still, we enjoy the moments we have. Then we had a gap because of her exams and I was ok with it. After her exams were over she was bored and exhausted.So we decided to take a break and have a weekend together before she goes back to her home. So I booked. I roughly dragged my jeans and shorts down to mid-thigh, and my erect cock leaped up, the glistening tip lightly slapping against the crotch of my daughter's panties."Oh, please," she begged, her eyes bright with desire, the same look of wanton lust that I had seen etched on her mother's delicate features."Are you sure, baby? I don't want to hurt you." You won't, daddy. You love me."I did, and she knew it. Kissing her passionately, I slipped my fingers inside her white cotton panties and pulled. Leading her in by her clit ring was one of my favorites, as was the colostomy bag strapped to her right thigh, half full of urine from her bladder. The sound of more liquid trickling into the bag always brought the red flush of embarrassment to her face. She hated that she didn't even have control of this function. Sometimes I would hang a large enema bag, filled with soapy water, to her elbow bondage, with a tube joining her inflatable butt plug. In the middle of a party, I would release the. So it was just Shane and I chillin' on the couch. We started watching South Park, just giggling like fucking stoned idiots. Shane laughed at a particularly funny scene, and he started laughing so hard, his arms were flailing around a bit, and his left hand landed directly on my shorts. More specifically, right on top of my covered cock. His hand stayed there for just a second or two, but it felt like several minutes. Once he realized where his hand was, he jumped up and said, "Fuck dude, I'm so.