I gasped as he quickly pinched and twisted one nipple as he hurriedly sucked on my other. “Fuuuck” I moaned, neglecting his cock for a moment and...reveling in the attention that he was giving my body. I ran my fingers through his hair and grabbed handfuls of it, needing something to hold onto as he sent me through my very first orgasm.He stopped then and looked at me curiously and smiled, rising slightly from his position on top of me. “Did you just…” I’m sure that he was about to say ‘cum,’. The same weekend on Sunday there was a get together in our society and everyone was invited and the party was organised in a park just in front of our flat so there was no rush. My mother that evening picked a red saree and a tight red blouse for the event and when she was finished with all the make ups she looked like a goddess her tight blouse outlined the size and shape of her boobs and they looked in shape and they looked massive her ass cheeks jiggled with her every movement must have. For whatever reason, we connected and quickly became friendly. Although I was comfortable I wasn’t in his social circle but that didn’t seem to bother him. He extended himself including me whenever possible and I reciprocated – much to our mutual delight. One evening I was discussing with him about my frustrations with the remaining members of my company and my longer term plans. He said, and I was clear about it, that it was cultural in Costa Rica especially and that I should look for a more. I was a bit surprised when he also removed his shirt and asked why."Because tonight you get your wish. Tonight you will see Daddy's stuff and I don't want it all over my shirt."I didn't understand what he meant but wasn't going to argue. Now I was looking at my dear Daddy sitting naked on the sofa. Between his legs was his penis; the object of my desire."Do you remember what you were doing the other night? Holding my penis and moving your hand? Well that's just what I want you to do now. Take.