Flying is too expensive, and I think I want to get used to driving there by myself.” Get used to it? Sounds like she’s planning on making regular ...rips to Seattle to meet her lover. The thought both excited me and scared me badly, especially that she’s planning these trips without my knowledge beforehand. But this is exactly the thing that’s actually bringing Michelle and me so close together to have the kind of sex we had just enjoyed, so instead of voicing the disapproval that was so close in. Kitty could only watch, offering suggestions. Using the outhouse presented difficulties, we discussed options and agreed that modesty would have to take a ‘back seat’. I, myself, could manage, but she was totally dependant for assistance. Over time, we perfected the method of her being carried, and any personal help required. With evening coming, the temperature fell. We’d paid our evening visit to the ‘little house’ out back, now it was time to examine her feet. They were severely swollen. "You are to now call Me Daddy" I replied. "Always call Me Daddy, even if others are present. Do you understand?" Yes" she quickly replied, "YES DADDY!" she added with more enthusiasm.Hearing her call Me 'Daddy' was just what I needed as I arched my back, thrusted all the way in and sprayed the walls of her mommy-cunt with my seed. That seemed to trigger her second and more powerful orgasm and she erupted right behind me as I collapsed on her chest. We both lay panting.A sheen of perspiration. I was relaxed in the living room.She was cleaning utensils and later went inside.Rashmi: Anup don’t you wanna see my home.Me: Of course, I went towards her private bedroom.Rashmi: Why you standing near the door, come sit here.She was busy folding all the dry clothes. She asked me to give her one bunch of clothes.I stumbled upon her white panty in my hand.She gave a stare, saying do you like it. Why you holding, pass on.I too went on playful mode and said, No I am gonna take this as souvenir.