Marcus patted her on the back until she calmed down. After she had stopped coughing, he continued to rub her back so she just closed her eyes and moan...d a little. When his hand slid further down into the waist of her loose pajama shorts, her moans turned to squeals.Marcus tried to shush her. He grabbed her hand with the toothbrush still in it and forced it back into her mouth. Her noise was cut off when the head of the brush was lodged in her throat, making her gag.She locked eyes with her dad. She brought herself up to her knees, pushing back to meet his gentle thrusts. Mike enjoyed the view laid out before him, her round, milk chocolate ass tilted up, welcoming him as he slide his pale hand down her sloping back, up her spine, until he entwined his fingers within her dark, tousled curls and gave her a gentle tug. “Ah!” Toni threw her head back, moaning. “Ah, fuck I’m going to cum.” Mike groaned. With his other hand he reached between Toni’s thighs and began rubbing her clit. “Oh my. She started sending pictures from the trial room and I must tell you she was super super hot in those sarees. After wearing 6-7 sarees, I chose a sexy red saree and blouse in which one could easily see Deepika’s big boobs and a lot of cleavage and her navel and belly button. She usually wears her jeans low waist and I insisted her to wear the saree extremely low waist just above her pussy which she happily did and sent me a picture. She is a sex goddess and any guy would love to fuck her(I am. It takes a lot more than one quickie to end up with that kind of problem.”Michael narrowed his eyes in suspicion. He couldn’t hope to believe, not yet. “What are you suggesting?”“We have about two hours before Mae Ma and Papa get back,” she said and then moved closer. “We both need to take the edge off before one of use goes off the deep end.”“You can’t wait a few more days?” he asked.“Just like you can’t,” she said. Then she took his hand and started for the house.Michael had one last brief.