I could not do that!!! It was my daughter. Yet I found myself standing over head watching as Alex grabbed Heather’s hand and stopped it and then s...id, “Thrust in me like a man would, please? Fuck me like Daddy does you when I hear the two of you fucking!” She released Heather’s hand and Heather began pulled back and then slammed three fingers in deep and hard. “Your Daddy fucks like a stallion! He takes long slow stroke back,” she was withdrawing the fingers. “Then he pounds back into me. The angles of the wall produced deflections in varying directions and the outfielder had to be aware of them. The first hour was spent with a batting coach slapping balls off the wall at various points so his new outfielder could get a look at what to expect before the game was on the line.The next two hours were spent fielding fly balls and learning who was supposed to cut off throws. Brock knew where the shortstop and second baseman would be on balls hit to left field but he really had no. It would be my job to rub her clit later. This lady was ready, but she needed to wait a little longer.My hands continued to move upward until I reached the upper calves of her legs. As one of my fingers brushed across her pussy lips she immediately jumped and moaned. I could sense and feel the wetness already. I continued with my hands and fingers brushing lightly across her wet pussy lips and clit.I gently slid her towards the foot of the bed. Her body was glistening with oil. I pushed her. Mom then started braiding my hair,she first brushes them to smoothenthe knots and tangles in my hair then starts braiding them.It's a painful process because in order to make my hair more braidableshe repeatedly brushes them with sheer force ignoring all my screamsTrying to cope with the pain I got lost in thoughts mostly thinkingwhat Anurag might think of me now,seeing that mom patted my headinstructing me to see how she braids my hair and learn it.She then gathered my hair at top of my head.