My hard thrusts were making the table move across the floor. The chairs on the opposite side of the table started to tilt and fall one by one, each la...ding on the floor with a loud thud.“Yes!” Paul screamed, “Don’t stop, don’t you dare stop.”This was the hottest sex I’d ever had and I had no intentions of stopping. “Fuck me, fuck me,” he yelled, “Harder, faster Boss man.”Unknown to us the workers in the office could hear us. They’d heard me order Paul into the meeting room because the reports. Welcome home son,” He said. “Enjoy the show and when I’m done, perhaps you will want to fuck Mrs. Wilberforce. She is quite a nice fuck and loves young hard cock, and can never get enough,” He said. I sat down to enjoy the show and was quite impressed with my father’s staying power. He continued to furiously pound away as they both moaned and groaned. I new Mrs. Wilberforce was getting a good fucking because like all the Morrison men, my father was very well endowed. As I watched, I could only. Ma tomorrow jadli thyaar ho kar aunty ka ghar ma pooch tu mana poocha aunty je apna tu abhi night dress bhi nahi change khi hai tu party kah hai aunty boli ke thum mara bedroom ma batho aunty breakfast laker mara pass aye hum dono na breakfast kiya or mana pooch ke party kaha par aha aunty boli wait karo aunty 5 min ka baad ayei or mara pass bath gayi mana poocha aunty asa kya dekh rahi hoi aunty boli kitna young ho gaya hai dekh tha he dkhta aunty na mara lips pa kiss kiya aunty boli yah oar. It’s up to you, darling.’ Stars or angels…should she put the star that looked like Daddy’s sparkling eyes or the angel with the fairy wings who really did look like her with golden hair and shimmering eyes and a harp like a toy on the top of the tree this year? * * * * * Glinda sat on her bed, staring into her closet. The electronic train that Daddy had had was chugging around her Christmas tree. She hated decorating for the holidays but the realistic train noises reminded her so much of him.