God he knew it was so wrong but he just couldn’t help himself. Her naked pubis beckoned, hairless and beautiful. He looked at the bowl and realised ...here wasn’t enough left to do what he really wanted, what he really needed to do. He poured the last of his cum onto her flawless skin, watching as some dribbled between her pussy lips. God this was so wrong but he wanted it too much now to stop. His hands worked the drying spunk into his daughter where she would soon grow hair. With the last of it. Graves? Am I too old for you?” she askedseductively. “You don’t like black women? Are you gay?”she asked in a soft sexy whisper. “What is it, baby?” “N-n-no! It’s not that!” he said as he watched herblouse sliding off her shoulders, then saw her toss itonto the chair. Seconds later, her white bra joined thewhite blouse, revealing her beautiful black breasts withtheir big hard nipples.“Is it my breasts?” she asked while using her. First of all me ye bata du ki ye ek fantasy story hai….Meri umar 24 saal…height 6 ft…athletic body…name prashant aur meri biwi sweta.Sweta sex bomb hai…fig 34-32-36…Lambe baal…gori chitti…vasna se bhari hui ankhe….Mast chikne lips. Sweta ki skin ek dam soft…chikni..Bacche jaisi hai….Hum dono baat karne me ek dam free the. Kabhi kabhi ek dusre ko gali bhi de dete the. Me aur sweta ek dam chuddakad hai…hum logo ne ghar ke har kone me sex kiya hai…hum dono role play ke bhi shokeen hai…har type ke. As a fifteen year old I had alittle more room to experiment and make mistakes. I smiled and gaveSamantha a hug, "Anything you say Aunt Sammi" She just laughed andhugged me backOver the next week I began to establish a pattern. I would get up andrun or do yoga with 'aunt Sammi' then I would fix us breakfast as shegot ready for work. She still had to go in every day. I think mostly togive me some space and write reports about me. We would eat and shewould head in to work while I cleaned up and.