Then she turned to her husband and asked, "Where could my parents sleep?"They had only three bedrooms; Asha's parents' bedroom, her brother's and hers... Where would grandpa and grandma sleep?Asha's father suggested, "Let your parents sleep in Asha's bedroom" What about Asha?" Let Asha sleep with us, Maya."So, it was decided that Asha would sleep with her parents.Bedtime Asha's father wore only loose baggy pants which was his pyjama bottom. He didn't wear any pyjama top and didn't wear any. Every two or three thrusts, I felt my gag reflex react to his intense pressure, but began to relax a bit as his meat became well lubricated with thick saliva from my throat.Just as I start to get comfortable with Dave's depth and pace, I feel him begin to increase the speed of his thrusts. Thankfully his depth decreased as he did so, and I found myself being face fucked quite hard against the wall, with just barely enough time and space to gasp for air through my nostrils between thrusts. I. “Oh shit…Oh shit” it’s time…and in just a few minutes I would be pulling up to the gates. I thought feelings were just feelings and went away with time…..I was so wrong. Everything came rushing back. They way she made me feel. The affection she heaped on me. The smiles I felt from within were coming back as strong as if it were yesterday. What an eye opener. “Really…is all I could think”. When you have loved someone…the feeling never really dies….merely is subdued with the sands of time.. “I must be the luckiest man in the world to have someone like you babe” I said “and I must be the luckiest woman too” she said, I went over and kneeled down beside her, cupping her right breast in my hand, I started to run my tongue around her pink nipple and stroke her lovely smooth tummy with my other hand, gently smoothing where he had kicked her this morning, I was running my tongue from her nipple down over the top of a very soft breast, onto her tummy, around her belly button and gently.