I popped my mouth off Daddy’s cock since no more of his yummy cum was firing out, and moaned, “It wasn’t a dream. I’m so happy! That was yummy... Daddy!”Daddy grinned down at me. He was the most handsome man in the world, standing tall over me with his dark hair and glasses. He had that masculine cut to his face. When I was a little girl, I wanted to marry him. To be his wife like Mommy. I would tell everyone that I was going to be his bride.Then as I grew older, I learned that I couldn’t. Men. But this was expected when his mind was moving a mile a minute and he couldn't seem to control himself physically, let alone mentally. The noises he was making hurt his own ears, bouncing off the walls as more and more wanton lust built up inside him. Mostly, his thoughts were focused on the slapping sound of their hips hitting together. He somehow still had it in him to be vaguely aware of how much he hated such a lewd noise, making their acts known to anyone who happened to walk into the. "Damn thing is almost half full." Tell you what. I'll burn the contents of the memory card onto a blank CD while you finish your work. Then we'll copy the presentation onto the card." Great!" Archie unplugged the media reader and handed it to me. Then he pointed to a spindle of blank disks. While he typed, clicked, changed fonts and repositioned text boxes, I burnt the camera data onto the blank CD. It just fit."Done," he announced."Me too." I erased the memory card, unmounted it and handed him. She told me that she had been to haridwar for some work and have been there for the last 5 months. She said she wanted to meet me. Well I fixed the time at around 3pm and told her that I would come to pick her up. She was staying at maharani Bagh that time. I went in an auto and then met her; she was wearing a tight green top and a black jean. I picked her up and took her to CP. She told me that she wanted to have beer, I said ok lets go. We went to pica Delhi. It’s near regal cinema hall.As we.