"Ok . . . I stopped, but look at the screen!" She pointed at the image of Brian's cock as it exploded hot cum upwards. The digital camera had caught t...e rope of cream leaving his cock and traveling upwards for a foot or more. "So who took the picture Brian?" asked Jerry. "Tammi Johnson . . . a mutual friend," said Laura. "Well, she must be one good friend or one horny little bitch. Taking naked pictures of you both like that . . . did she get in on the action Brian?" Laura looked curious about. Suresh turned back and headed for the cooker. He raised the pressure regulator by its plastic top and watched some steam hiss out of it, dejected and defeated like him. He then turned open the cover, set it aside and gazed at the well-cooked rice and hot potato sambhar pans. Their smell took over the kitchen, causing his stomach to growl with desire, but he crunched his soft belly as if he were telling it to shut up and lay low. There was hardly any chance of getting any food that day, given. Then she lifted her saree and she dint had any thing under that. But it was clean shaved, she asked to touch it, so i started touching it and playing. She was not moaning but her facial expression was different, she had her eyes closed. I just inserted one my finger inside her and started making it in and out. She started making sounds in low level, she said stop it and remove ur shirt and Bermuda. As soon i became naked, she saw my 6.5 inch tool and she said remove ur finger and put that. I didn't want to hurt you, ever, in any way – most especially this way.” “I knew that. You always protected me, even when I didn't want you to, an' you love me, an' you're always nice to me.” “That's a dad's honor, and his duty.” “Big words, dad, But I always wanted this. Now I got it.” “What have you got?” “ I got my daddy in bed.” “Is this gonna be blackmail?” “Oh! No, Daddy! I love you, an' I wanna be with you, always, even like this.”With that, Cindy fluffed the quilt some,.