Me next day jb nhane gya to maine dekha k dhone wale kpdo me bhabhi ke panty pde he to me nhane ke waqt unhe imagine krke unke panty me apna cum disch...rge kr diya next day bhabhi chatt pr kpde dho rhe the to maine socha kyu na unke paas jaya jae to me chla gya aur jb me gya to bhabhi ne suit pehna tha aur chuni nhe le hue the to meUnke paas ja kr baith gya aur unke boobs ko dekhe ja rha tha bhabhi ko iska pta nhe tha pr jb unhonenotice kiya to apna suit theek kr liya duppata thoda dur pda tha. We all knew what it would be.“I dare you to fuck your daughter hard!” Natalie moaned, and then ripped off her own blouse. Her breasts jiggled in her red bra. Daddy stood up and shoved down his jeans and boxers. My toes curled in my socks as I stared at his manly body. He had such hunger in his eyes. His cock thrust out so hard. I stared at it, hardly noticing Natalie's round breasts bouncing into view as she shrugged off her bra.“I'm so ready, Daddy,” I moaned. “Make me into a woman.”He fell to. As I followed her out I could make out the whale tail of her red thong that she wore under her vest and she stopped and waited for me to direct her to her seat. Putting the wine down on the table we sat down opposite each other and fired up the joint.Damn, the weed was good and so was the wine and we chatted about each other while we soaked up the early afternoon sun, she was amazed that I was 55 and then told me that she never knew her father and missed the male influence in her life and at. They were so different from some of the puritanical women depicted by other artists. She walked by the sculpture of Zephyr Dancing with Flora. Was it just her eyes or was the marble actually swaying a bit? Jaleesha smiled and kept walking. She needed to see one more piece before starting her shift. Her favorite piece in the American Art collection was a small bronze named The Freedman. It depicted an African slave, naked except for a cloth around his waist, with only one manacle on his left.