Her lips otherwise engaged, she purred happily as she heard him groan again and felt his fingers intertwine with her hair. Releasing his sack with a f...nal lick of her tongue, Lindsey once again took his penis into her mouth, re-establishing the gentle pace that allowed her to almost press her lips to his pelvis as her throat relaxed.Engrossed in the rhythm, after a short while Lindsey felt her husband’s hands on her arms and she was drawn back to her feet and into his strong embrace. Looking. . Mummy papa ki sewa karna.. Unhe kuch mana mat karna.. Help them… Initially I was angry then I smiled as its OK as he is my father only and he is not going to Publicize the same.. And moreover my wife dont mind it and when I am not here she has got the option to get fucked inside the house rather then going and searching outside for the same.. I smiled at here and said…” I am ok with it but u got to tell me in detail for this every thing .. She said fine.. I asked here about the the last 2. "What the hell were you doin'? You'realways with that bitch and you ain't never here. What's goin' on? Yougot shit to do here."I wanted to groan, but I would probably get knocked out if I did that."What do you need me to do?" Shit in the kitchen needs cleaning. Your sister ain't done shiteither."I hated it when he cussed at me. It was so hard to take but there wasn'tanything I could do about it. So I walked into the kitchen and lookedfor what needed to be done.This is absolutely awful, I. He then fixed one for himself and they both clinked the two glasses.“CHEERS!”, he said and gulped it all down in an instant. Anjali didn’t like the taste of the brown liquid. She took a sip anyway and screwed up her face disapprovingly.“You must drink it completely my dear”, said he and grabbing her wrist he held the glass up to her lips. Anjali blushed instantly. “Drink, Anjali. For me.”Closing her eyes, she emptied the glass in a single gulp and screwed up her face again.Suresh laughed..