I opened my eyes, and there was daddy, his handsome face covered with my juices, smiling down at me."Did I do it right, daddy?" "Yes, Sweet Muffin, yo... did it perfect. You're my cum-slut now, and my sweet little i****t whore.” And he gave me another grownup French kiss."Listen, baby, if you wanna be my cum-slut, there's something else you could do for me. It would mean the world to me.” "Okay, daddy. I'll do anything you want.” "Well, I know a man. He's a good friend of mine. And I would like. I had lunch at the mall?s food court, and after that did a littlebit of walking around and window shopping. I didn?t feel any overwhelmingdesire to shop 'til I dropped...so maybe that was more a result of culturalconditioning than an inherent female need. (Well, at least that?s what Ithought then.) No, at that point, I was more concerned with gettingcomfortable in my new skin.I was just beginning to realize the different way people interacted with me,now that I was a woman. It wasn?t just the. I was impressed at Babu’s technique. I would have expected an ugly old man like him to just buck Kajal like a goat and shoot his wad. But Babu was clearly savoring every stroke. Kajal now lay down on the ground, and Heera kneeled down to keep feeding her his cock. Yousuf and Jaggu too got up, got naked and started playing with Kajal’s body.You know what I would like to do?” Babu said in a surprisingly level voice even as he kept fucking Kajal, “I would get Kanika naked, make her lie down right. I repositioned myself between her legs, slid my hands up her skirt to hold her butt, and buried my face into her womanhood. I kissed, licked, lapped, and sucked her entire pussy, up,down, left, right, in, and out - sometimes fast, sometimes slow. I released my grip off her ass and brought my hands into the act,running my fingers parallel with the movements of my tongue. She was writhing above me, making soft moaning sounds, seeming to enjoy the pleasure I was bringing her. Then I quickly placed.