” She’d replied, defiant and a little embarrassed. “It’s what I want. It’s why I’ve been saving up money ever since my 16 th birthday. If ...ou don’t want to do it, I’ll find another way.” “Oh, we’ll do it, Angel. After all, that’s what we do. We make your filthiest dreams come true.” And now, it was really happening… Her hips acted on instinct, lifting off the floor as she arched her back, desperately trying to spear herself on his thick tongue as he wiggled it inside of her quivering pussy.. "Oh Dad," he said with regret. "Couldn't you have waited just a few more minutes."Finally admitting that his wet dream was indeed over, Jack crawled out of bed and headed to the bathroom.Dropping his now soiled underwear into the hamper, Jack turned on the water in the small homemade shower. Originally this room had been a walk in closet. When Jack had turned 10 and his sister 14, it became quickly apparent to his father that one bathroom was not going to be enough for his two children. Not. I do not want any photos or videos,” Mansi said.“I am not thinking of you as anyone but someone who is hungry for some pleasure. You tell me what and how you want, and it will be done. I will have my phone off unless you have cameras in your home recording us,” I replied, with my heartbeat rising once again while uttering nonsense.“Let’s take an auto and not a cab. Let’s go to my place and see what we can do for each other,” said Mansi as we got up.Finding an auto was not tough. And I had a. You don't want to fuck your mother, do you?"I enjoyed the look on his face as he agonised over the right answer to that loaded question. "You want to make love to me. Isn't that right?" He nodded, his bright eyes curious. "That's why I know you won't hurt me. You can't. It's just not in you." With that, I rose up, spun about in place quickly, and dropped back onto all fours. He was on me in an instant, desperate to make good on his unspoken promise. I gasped as he entered me, stretching my.