Next step, trying a bacon cheeseburger or a medium steak,” Sarah told them before she started sucking my cock again.“Or some popcorn shrimp,” I ...inked at her, as she slid her tongue along the length of my prick.“Or lobster or crab, been thinking of those, anyway,” Sarah confessed, rolling my cock around in her mouth before swapping places with Steph.“Mmmm ... Daddy, this dick ... I love it!” my daughter told me as she kept sucking me for the sheer pleasure of it and Sarah took her place blowing. Maybe Mr. & Mrs. Sinha sensed it and Mr. Sinha reciprocated my Namaste spoke "I am Mr.Neiladri Sinha." Mrs. Sinha was about to greet me, when Neil spoke "I am Mr. Neiladri Sinha too."Mr. Sinha said "But you are Neiladri Junior."Sweetpea replied "and you are Neiladri Senior."Mr. Sinha chuckled. Neil chuckled the same way as his father. With this, we all burst into laughter.A happy family. I wish my family was like this. A family where parents and elder brother are noble and the role models for. “Do you think we’ll be ready for our rite of passage tomorrow?” Ari suddenly asked.“Of course we will. How could we not?” Alana replied.“I just worry. If we fail the challenge, mother and father will be so disappointed. Our father is the chief of the village. If his own daughters fail, we’ll bring shame to our whole family.”Ari was sixteen and Alana was seventeen; both on the cusp of womanhood. This was the eve of their rite of passage, a trial organized by their village to prove their. “That’s a good little cumbucket,” I said. “Swallow it like the whore you are. No cum dodging or spitting here, bitch; swallow if it’s in your mouth. Now clean my cock with your tongue until it’s hard again.”And I watched her delightful tongue work up and down my cock for the next 20 minutes, while I leaned back, relaxing in the chair, just occasionally reaching down to grope a boob. My cock was rock hard again by the end of those 20 minutes, but I wanted to take her in a slightly different.