Rohan, aren’t you coming with me to my house today after dinner for your science problem, which you told me?She asked yes, I will come to discuss th... problem and I offered in the mean time the dinner was served to us in drawing room and we ate it, there after we had some dessert and coffee on our way back to her house, her tiredness reduced with relaxation at our home and with having food.All the while at our home when she was talking to me and I was admiring her body and I had been having. The bar was dimly lit with a few tvs in the corners playing various sporting events. I remember picking a seat at a table in the corner, and sitting back with a bottle of beer to watch a football game. That's where my memory starts to break down.I remember being approached by a tall, muscular guy with short, dark, spiky hair. He was wearing a nice, blue striped shirt and khaki pants. He was exactly my type, physically, and I remember the impression that he was very friendly. I only remember. I could feel myself wanting to almost cum just from her ass fucking me. She pulled me back into each so she could reach around and stroke my cock which didn’t last long before I shoot all over the side of the couch.I told her okay your turn now. I told her to lay on her back while I when down on her. She was soaked and as I licked her I would lick down to her ass and give it a lick also. I had her dipping cum down her ass so I had an idea I took the strap-on out of its harness and slide it in. “Oh, I didn’t realise...”“I did say anything, and you want to know what could happen to Melody.”“God, that’s such a stupid name, her father insisted though, and I ... oww!”I caught a swat across her delectable bum.“Oww.” And another.“God, that stings.”“I’ve only tickled you so far, do you want me to go further?”She was silent for a moment.“I love my daughter,” she said.“I love mine too, and believe me I don’t enjoy inflicting pain. I thought I would to start with, when it was revenge, but I.