“Who could blame him, though?” “We weren't married then,” I said, “or even dating, so not me.” “You get me really wet when we're in a ro...m together,” I said. “I can tell,” he said. “And you get me really hard.” “True.” “And you're incredibly tight,” he said. “Is it the best pussy on earth?” I said. “Probably. I haven't tried it all though.” “You'd love too though?” “Yes, I'd love too.” “See, that's the double standard. Men are expected to want all the pussy on earth, but women can't want all. Why, you're nearly full grown now. It's been a long time since I've had a really frank discussion with you about the things you're thinking about. Deep down inside, I suppose I still think of you as my little boy." That's okay," Henry shrugged."Henry, let me ask you a personal question: Do you think a lot about sex these days?"Margaret shifted sideways on the bed, her tits jiggling under the negligee, staring at at him. Henry blushed and looked away."Well, yeah. I guess I do." I'm sure it's. You must read my earlier story Aasma – Ass Fucked In front Of Father to enjoy this story. It is real and no imagination. Do sends your comments at I straight away drove to my house. As we reached inside the house I caught Aasma and started to kiss her and rub her ass and boobs. Aasma said “ sir jaldi kya hai abhi to 4 din hai , aapki jo fanatasy hai aram se pura karna. Jab mann jaisa mann karna” I thought that she is correct. Then I remembered that there were 2-3 servants in our house.I called. My penis was as hard as it had ever been.I knew I couldn't put the uniform on just yet. The dance team wore sheer dark brown pantyhose beneath the outfit, and I'd need to put those on first so that my legs would be the same luscious, lustrous color from ankle to crotch.I grabbed my flashlight and turned back to the locker. Lying in the back was a new package of the dance pantyhose, a blue ribbon, a rolled up pair of ankle socks, and a pair of pure white tennis shoes. Perfect. The whole getup.