The next morning she was behaving differently her gown was so loose so when she was sweeping the floor I could see her boobs even more I didn’t knew...what to do so I waited for the night and again did the same thing I did the previous night But this time I asked her not to wake me Up as it was my holidays and I want to sleep till afternoon she said ok and I went to bedroom and pretended to sleep again she touched my dick fingered her pussy and went to sleep.In the next morning when I opened my. So... lets just say there is hope for me!Smothering BM at times, is my only chance for soaking up as much of this special guy, and having the exciting sexual experiences to remember. It's almost comparable to rationing.I think for certain you could really learn to appreciate & mold to a guy, who is very adventerous & curious in all ways concerning sexual experiences. I am almost positive, my gentle touch gives you a desired feeling of home, being wanted or needed & importance knowing somebody. I made very small movements with me tongue and fingers as her body twitched several more times."Oh my God! Oh my God! I can't... I can't..." she panted.I then moved up and we locked in a heated kiss.When we separated, she looked at me."Better than your fantasy" I grinned?Sara got a big grin on her face almost laughing.Sara looked down and saw my semi rigid cock. "Looks like you need more attention"."Let me do something before we get to that".I noticed that we were pretty far out in the lake.So,. He filled me up over and over. It was just amazing. I loved having my Daddy make love to me. His cock was made to go in my pussy.No, my pussy was made for his cock. Mommy made me for him.I came.My twat writhed around his cock plunging in and out of me. He drove it hard into me. He filled me up over and over again as the waves of delight washed out of me. They swept over my thoughts and bathed me in ecstasy.“Daddy!” I howled, my thighs squeezing about him while my pussy went wild around his.