She was a beautiful girl, with long light-brown hair, nice legs and pert little tits whose nipples always seems on the edge of erection. I could see t...em now, making little bumps in the front of her T-shirt.She threw her arms around me and gave me a sloppy kiss. She was more than a little drunk and very happy.“You and Dad have a nice talk?” she asked.“Um, yeah,” I managed to say.“He’s pretty friendly for an old guy,” she said.“Yes, very,” I said.For a second I was afraid she would ask what I. "Mmm, that's nice, Brandy," he said softly and he kissed me again, his hands down gripping my butt, pulling my middle hard into his, my hand trying to move up and down on him as we kissed on. I widened my stance and pushed his cock between my legs which were so wet and he started humping back and forth between my legs, not in my pussy, just rubbing throughout my thighs along the length of my labia, feeling really quite wonderful, making my pussy lips feel so alive and excited as he continued. I used to visit their new house everyweek and ask them their difficulties. Life went on like this for about 4 months. One day when I had been to his house amit was taking bath. So prachi opened the door. I was damn speechless seeing her. Oh my god. How sexy she was looking. She greeted me into their house. I asked her about amit and she said that he was bathing. So I waited. Meanwhile prachi went to the kitchen and prepared coffee for us. When she came to offer me coffee cup she bent a little. Barely anyone ever does that to me, well Iguess I can't blame them," came a deep rumbling voice from the other sideof the wall, clearly caught off guard by the question.Maybe this process would be less drawn out than she had expected whatthis guy requested was pretty much the same thing she had done for theother guy except that deepthroathing this cock would prove a biggerchallenged simply because it was, well bigger. Still she should be ableto manage, it looked similar but slightly smaller.