My body trembling with pleasure. I laid there panting as my orgasm subsided. I stared at my phone lost in thought knowing what I did was so wrong but ...t felt so right. Felt so Good. I needed to do it again.A month later…My flirtatious interactions with RS5 guy (my dad) continued. We would banter and I would send him sexy photos and then masturbate thinking of him. Thinking of my dad.I started wearing some of the sexy outfits I wore for my pictures around the house and even picked up new ones. Sucked her breasts over her salwar rubbing my crouch hard-on her. Her struggle slowed. I planted a kiss on her lips. She resisted but I continued. After some time she started responding.She: “Aaj nahi chhodoge kya?”Me: “Aaj to pura maza lunga aapka”She: “Pyarse kerna bhayaa. Dard hoga. ”Me: ” Pyarsehi karunga bhabhi bus aap mera lund ander le lijiye. ”She: “Kutte, ab kya lund bina dale jaane doge?”Me: “aaj to chut faad dunga”She: “Faad do per pehele chut kaisi hai dekh to lo. Muh marlo pehele. He allowed his mind to wander momentarily, back to that amazing night in Georgia with Sandy, the travelling, troubleshooting plotter engineer that helped keep drawing offices across the southeastern United States running smoothly. He recalled her fabulous naked body, the softness of her skin, her wonderfully luscious breasts and the warmth of her… But before he could get carried away with his recollection of the southern belle’s body, there was a knock at his office door. ‘Yes, Tom, what is. They were beautiful, then all of a sudden they disintegrated into pudgy, oily-skinned grandmothers. Paulette wasn’t leather-skinned yet.Nathan hopped out of bed and went to the bathroom. When he finished, she was sitting up in bed, yawning and stretching. Her tits were bare and sagging. She didn’t seem to care any more. She held her arms up for him to come to her. Her lips met his. While they kissed, she rubbed him tenderly.“Oh, poor Nathan,” she said playfully,.