I quickly and eagerly knelt between his knees. I rested my hand on his leg for a moment, my eyes asking for permission. When he gave the go-ahead, I m...ved my hand closer and closer to his package. I nimbly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down with his boxers. His cock sprang to life; I'd only seen it in pictures, but it was more impressive in the flesh. It was average in length but thick, and curved slightly upward. I couldn't help thinking how I'd heard that curved cocks more easily. I told her we could discuss it but she would be wasting her breath unless she could come up with a pretty damn compelling reason for me to let her stay and one that benefited me in some way. She texted that she had planned to pay rent.That night I picked up the wife at work and asked if she had talked to her daughter about staying at the house, at first, she denied it and then tried to play it off like she didn't remember because of the beers she had. I voiced my displeasure and when we got. She stared at the picture realizing that even his photo still had a magnetic effect on her.She laid the picture aside and chastised herself for entertaining such a ridiculous fantasy. Of course he would say no. Why should he want to father her child? Why would he want to engage in such an elaborate deception? She was being silly.Yet, she wanted this, a baby of her own to bring her and Randy closer. Perhaps he might even give up this obsession with young girls and focus on their child and his. So, you must be nice to me."Before he could say anything else, Asha pulled his head to her chest, guiding his mouth to her left breast. The excited Gopal kissed, licked and sucked the delicious globe of flesh.Asha panted, "Yes, that's good... suck harder, jije... suck harder... suck both boobs."Gopal sucked both breasts, sucked and sucked. The way he had sucked Asha's sister's breasts since marriage."Are my boobs as good as my sister's?" Hmm, yes... in fact, better... so young, so firm and so.