Nipple ko to halke se press bhi kiya.Raat ko ek side beta aur doosri side devar soye the. Devar ka hath meri kamar pe hi tha, aur wo pet pe bhi hath g...umate hue baate karte hue sone laga. Mujhe neend mein jaan kar usne dheere se ungli ko nabhi ke andar sarkaya.Fir dheere-dheere karke apni patli ungli nabhi ke andar tak hi ghusa di. Mujhe bhi maza aa raha tha. Ungli dheere-dheere hil rahi thi, to laga ki nabhi ki maalish ho rahi thi. Meri kuch dakaar bhi nikli, to main aankhen kholi.Fir devar ne. ..again. It no longer seemed strange or odd to be doing this. It seemed only natural and desirable to even consider having sex with my father What am I saying? It's sick! It's so wrong to want to have sex with your parent. But I had to tell myself I no longer felt that way. Seeing my fathers naked form in front of me, knowing exactly what we were here to do, no longer felt strange or sick to me. It felt sexy, alive, desirable.In the den we had one of those big 'L' shaped couches. I turned and. Oh my god… I couldn’t stop screaming… lucky for me our home is sound attenuated or otherwise our neighbors would have come knocking down the door…Dad then took a small shot glass, conveniently within reach…. And offered me a shot of my juices… and as I accepted the same, he simply let go of my boobs and thrust his tongue right into my love petals… he didn’t even give me a warning… just went for broke and tore into my vagina like a dog high on steroids… all this as I was taking my first shot of. ..NO NO NO>>>>> I replied terrified of being labeled I said "not at all Robert its because I'm married... I think your terrific and would love to be with you "if" and then he finished my sentence if I weren't a Black man right? No No No I said again. And rambled on about having black friends and all the other stupid things a white person says when accused of being a racist.Now I felt I had to prove to him I wasn't a racist that I really did want to be with him but I didn't want to betray my.