’ He grinned. His grin was charming. ‘I wasn’t exactly the captain of the football team. But, like every other teenage boy in the universe, I ha... daddy issues. In my case, my daddy had issues with business meetings. He was a middle manager in the Northwest Regional Office of the Department of Transportation. He went to meetings every day and every evening he came home and complained about them. I figured that things would be happier around the house if he didn’t have such awful meetings. I. As I stood chatting with a business friend, I watched her swimming impressively, cutting through the water like a Greek million-dollar yacht. Her one-piece suit was barely winning the battle to keep her heavy breasts covered. I knew right then I had to have her. It started with small talks on the phone. Then pure pleasantries turned to late lunches at the local bistro as I talked my way in Jen's world and heart.Three months later, I gave Jen a call. As I waited for her answer, I pulled my cock. " I heard her feet clack down the hall and flush some water into a glass from the kitchen. I so wanted to look at her as she strutted, but cowered in my position knowing I would have plenty of views of her gorgeous anatomy over the next fortnight; I was truly beginning to enjoy my submission to her, and had all but forgotten my wife; her shapely daughter, completely. I trembled a little as I heard her clack back, but the next noises I heard sent a shiver up my spine, and had my cock as stiff as. For you, it’s the first time, and I want to be a memorable one,” She said.I nodded and pushed another inch, feeling the warmth inside her pussy. She had a tight one despite her age. Padma Aunty signalled me with her eyes to push in further. I pushed my cock, and another two inches went in. She was shaking like a leaf. I knew she had another orgasm.I allowed her to regain herself and waited for her permission. After a few seconds, Padma Aunty said, “I am ready to take you in. Just push your cock.