‘So, this is the girl you really are. Roaming around the house half drunk, inviting men up to your room while your fiancé is looking for you,’ he...said locking his gaze with hers. ‘Alex is not my fiancé. And the only man I’ve invited to my room is you,’ she whispered. There was such art in her statement that Damon found himself unable to speak for a minute. ‘You didn’t say anything about being drunk,’ he pointed out. ‘I would rather people believe me drunk. That would justify my actions,’ she. My father is a businessman and unfortunately my parents got divorced and stay in distance. My mother later married with an older man who is a doctor by profession. My father lives with me, although he didn’t marry any woman. But he carries more than a married life, as I saw lots of his female friends moving around him like honey bees. Today, I am going to lighten a true story. I was appearing in my B.Com 2nd year Exam and devoted myself in studies in those days. Papa was extremely busy in his. She opened her mouth and took his cock like the willing, wanton slut that she was. She was an expert at giving head, and she knew it would please her Master greatly.However, he was so completely aroused from the sight of his POST being ravaged, and the feeling of her talented tongue, that he shot his load quickly.He looked down at her as she swallowed his hot spunk and winced. With her make up nearly washed off from the mix of sweat and semen, he was reminded that she was only sixteen and. She suddenely started french kissing me something like this was her last kiss of life. She was burying her whole tongue in my mouth and started playing around. While kissing her I looked at the door which was slightly opened, I stopped her and asked to close the door which she did quickly. Now it was our time. I pulled her on bed and laid besides her, she removed my shirt and started sucking my nippled hard which aroused me so much that I got hardon like a rock solid in my pants and it started.