So do you have a computer at home?" I asked, whispering in her ear, while gently sucking on her right earlobe."Ummm. . .yeah, but like I can't look at...porn." she said, while lightly wimpering, as I still stood behind her, like lock and key."I wouldn't dream of asking you to do that, but I want you to look at this website, read some of the stories in whichever categories you like, including anal sex of your choices. Do you understand?" I asked her, in a somewhat stern tone, while tighting my. I also wanted to see how far this would go.I have been through a lot with lots of guys making me suck them, them sucking my pussy, making me shag them, cupping my thighs for the last many years. Naturally, I read the carpenter’s mind………..by now I should know how to read ‘looks’. He was old. But for me, in matters of sex age is immaterial as long as a guy has a workable tool and a good libido!And so, I waited in a squatting position exposing my crotch while he looked now and then and making me. But I had no one to try what I am trying with you.I started pushing my dick in her pussy lifting my ass up. I spanked her ass and gave her a hard shot in pussy.Me: Daddy’s girl is very naughty.Disha: Yeah, she is. She needs to be punished.I spanked her hard again. I opened the door and got down naked. Disha laid her chest on the seat and her ass facing my dick. I pushed my dick in her pussy and began to fuck her. I started ramming my dick deep in her pussy holding her waist.We were in a very. It appeared to be a self-contained unit, with a small kitchen, a few servants' quarters and a grand suite. It had a separate living and entertaining area. The main bedroom had an extremely large bed and en-suite bathroom. All the fittings were gold-plated."Who lives like this? This place is grand! Who am I? Who is she? Why the security?" questioned Michelle herself. By now, she would have forgotten all the earlier questions she posed herself.The lady picked up Michelle’s confusion and asked her.