It was supposed to be my normal Sunday afternoon – put the TV on, find some sport to provide some background noise… and catch up on some work, may...e even have a beer or two. I’m not saying I had my priorities right but life had been that way for a few years now, not enough hours in the work week to keep up, so my Monday morning started on Sunday afternoon. I didn’t quite live alone, my faithful, ageing, companion was a Black Labrador called Ben who I’d had since he was a puppy and I was just. . one tiny asscheek in each palm."You mean like this?", he growled, pulling his daughter's juicy snatch against his hungry mouth.Melissa sucked in her breath as if she'd been doused with cold water. The sudden exquisite contact of her father's lips on her overheated cunt was almost unbearable. She felt his hot mouth close over her drooling slit."Yes! Yes! Oh, Daddy! Oh, fuck, yesssssssssss!", she squealed.Don onto the girl tightly as Melissa squirmed her hairless little twat against his. Det vanligaste som jag bar då var ju ett par mjukisbyxor och något tajt linne, bakåtlutad i soffan, och tuggande på några chips eller popcorn. Jag zappade mellan kanalerna, ihopp om att hitta någonting bra, men eftersom det var måndagskväll, fanns det som vanligt inget bra på TV. Min mamma var ute och reste, annars kunde hon ha underhållit oss, och kommit på någon lek, typ charader eller nått. Jag funderade på om jag skulle ringa någon kompis, för att bara prata, eller bestämma att vi skulle. .I rarely spoke with her in 3 years. But final year 2006 we became good friends and one day I went to her house and we both had lunch at her home. After that we went to beach thrice and we went to few movies but never touched her. One day i proposed her but she didnt say anything and we continued our friendship. One day I all our friends attended a marriage while returning i followed her on bike and she stopped at one place and waiting for other friend. But she couldn’t balance herself and.