’ ********** Dinner was served. Jennifer decided on the tenderloin of beef, I had the petite filet and Gordon sipped on his chocolate milkshake. All...was right with the world, although I desperately wanted to see what was happening on the other side of that privacy screen. The waiter poured our champagne and I toasted my beautiful fiancée, and son. I gave Gordon a little sip of my champagne, and he almost lost Wednesday night’s winnings because of it. ‘Dad that taste like…’ He covered his mouth. She pulled off and coaxed Ian to try it. He started licking my cock, not sure what to expect, then he started sucking my cock and Megan pushed his head so hard that I was in his throat. He started to gag but I didn't care at this point. Megan kept his head all the way down my cock, I could feel the spasm's in his throat. I pulled out a little and started to slowly fuck his throat. He seemed to get used to it. I shot one hell of a load right down his fucking throat. When I was finished,. ‘Feel what you do to me.’ I do. I’m impressed with both of us. Minutes, hours, years later, he sits back on his heels and I try to make some sense of my hair. ‘I’m not supposed to trust you,’ I say. ‘That’s OK.’ He leans forward, takes my head in his hands, and brings his mouth down on mine, hard. My legs are wrapped around his waist again and I decide that if we were naked, THIS is the point where some serious fucking would be occurring. Alas, we’re not and it’s not, but that doesn’t stop us. But it is quite transparent i think… Because i never ever seen u in these kind of saree before… For that she replied, u too didn’t slept with like this… Then i told, i already told u know it is very hot in night, so i can’t able to sleep with my dress due to sweat… Then she said ok da… I just kidding u and this saree am a new one i purchased yesterday… Then she said, all of our family members went to one death ceremony… Since u r sleeping, ur fathers asked me and ur sister to accompany u… Ur.