This made her ass crush my groin area, I felt an electric current passing through my body. I could feel her spongy ass cheeks and it made me feel heav...n. She instantly regained herself and stood up saying “dekh ke chala kar gir gayi hoti main”.I started thinking what is this lady upto. Another instances is where I was seating on kitchen floor helping her out in dinner preparation and she was making tea for both of us at around 6pm. She was giving me an ample view of her ass while blowing off. Iwasn't sure what would be worse.She led me downstairs to the kitchen. She presented me with a frillypink and white apron with the words "Mother's Little Helper"embroidered on it and tied it on me, "Now, time to help your Mother inthe kitchen like any good little girl should." But I don't know how to cook," I whined.She giggled back at me. "Don't worry, you'll have plenty of time tolearn helping me every day!"After dinner I helped her do the dishes. She wasn't actually that badto be around. . Still bent over the counter, she panted, trying to catch her breath. I spread her cheeks to get a better look at her asshole. I spat on it. Grabbing my cock, I used it to smear the spit on her tight, pink hole. Slowly, I pushed the head in. She moaned. With each gentle thrust, I pushed my cock a little further into her welcoming asshole. The head was in, then another inch, then another. Our eyes met in the mirror. She had a grimace of pleasure and pain. Staring her in the eyes, I rammed my cock. He knew exactly what she was doing and didn't buy into it. And because he knew that if she would know what they just had decided, she would probably try to persuade them for the rest of the weekend to change it. So he put the paper in the inner pocket of his jacket and hung it away.He knew that his daughter wasn't so bad, but she is just very independent and doesn't like people telling her what to do. He even had seen how she sometimes stuck up for her friends when they were in trouble. He was.