The room was dark. She could just make out the shape of her father’s large body lying in the center of his bed, but could not make out the details o... what she imagined was a magnificent male body. But what she heard was enough to make her pussy tremble.Heavy breathing filled the air. She could hear the soft creaking of bed springs with every movement he made, smell the intoxicating scent of male desire and heard her name escape his lips with a breathless sigh. He was masturbating AND he was. ”“Yeah, well—”He tried to pull his foot out of the sand and fell on his face, getting a mouthful of grit. There was a rush of air, and a strong hand grabbed him by his other leg and yanked. He was pulled free of the sand, and now dangled upside down in front of the queen. She seemed bigger than she had been just a second ago, and his breath caught in his throat when another pair of arms unfolded from her torso.“Let’s see what you’re made of, Caretaker.” She spun in place and hurled him through. His cock was only about 3" long - truly, that is not an exaggeration - and that was hard and he was SO fat, he couldn't fuck me because he couldn't get close enough. I laid him back and tried a reverse cowboy but that didn't work either he was just too short to get inside me. I helped him to dry hump me but that didn't work either so I laid him back, slipped a finger into his pussy - and he was terrified about that - and then gave him a very long, very slow bj.He was so small I could. I can see her boobs were packed inside a golden color blouse. I kissed her cleavage and pressed her boobs and started to unbutton her blouse. She was crying to leave her.“But just one time as accepted,” I told her. She then, at last, switched off the light. I switched off the lights and pushed her on the bed and raised her saree and petticoat above her knee. I touched her thighs, she shivered. Now I unbuttoned her blouse and she had her black bra.I pulled her petticoat along with her saree and.