You feel me return to the bed and you again wonder what could be next. A stab of cold shoots up your spines as you feel what could only be ice being ...ently rubbed over your reddened arse check. I continue to work the melting ice over your sore bum cheeks as the skin starts to go numb. You feel the cold water slowly running down between your checks when you realise that one of my fingers is now working its way around your little brown eye probing the opening for a way inside. "Do you want me. And took me to Hooters. I swear I didn’t know about it.Aisha looked towards Sanjay. But she still didn’t say anything.Sanjay: I swear. I am telling the truth. I am sorry.Aisha: Are you telling the truth?Sanjay: Yes, my little daughter. I am. Please believe me.Aisha: Okay, so yesterday was a surprise. But what about the previous time. That was a surprise too.Sanjay (after a pause): No, Aisha.Aisha: Dad, why do you go to such places? I don’t understand. I used to admire you a lot. But after that. She came out in a hot look. She was wearing sleeveless banian, with tight jeans that barely covered her big ass. I kept on staring at her big boobs till she put on the jacket.The first day we went around, saw some places. I had a DSLR. (I usually go for photoshoots for woman, even married ones, hot ones including the nude ones). So I was her official photographer. Which helped my dick hardness as I rubbed through her body to get her into the right pose.She might have noticed one or so touches. We topped off the fuel, parked.“Okay, show me your flight planning.”We looked at weather for the route. I have thirty thousand feet of altitude to play with. He’s got twelve because he’s not (yet) instrument-rated, and summertime thunderstorms can go that high or higher.There’s a possibility of those, but seriously, in the daytime you can see ‘em twenty miles away and just fly around ‘em, or, if they’re forming a line, you just go land someplace and wait.We had that conversation.“Of course if.