Oh jesus yes... he was uh... uh... fiddling with the drawstring on my pajamas.” “And what were you doing?” Brad asked teasingly. “Were you pla...ing with his cock?” Ashley couldn't speak. She just nodded her head. Then she blurted out, “But his pants were still uh... still zipped up.” “I'll bet they didn't stay that way though,” he teased. “No, uh, oh... oh shit that feels good. He unbuttoned 'em...” Brad looked puzzled. “...while I was undoing the knot in my pajamas.” Brad was now sucking on. It seemed he had nothing much to look forward to in America. He was at home in Japan and he learned to speak the language. In spite of all that his business still failed and my parent's restaurant business was barely making ends meet. He told us to move back to the farm while he got a job in a shipping company. He was at sea most time of the year and returned home for a few weeks at a time.James, my father: We had a small farm house. I remembered that during his shore leave at home he almost. I then slowly pulled back, letting her tightness squeeze the rest off.I then began to thrust slowly. Priya moaned loudly. "Daddy, I love you!" I kissed the side of her neck and gently licked in her ear."Mmmmmm" she sighed in approval. "That tickles Daddy!"Her tight young pussy was gripping my shaft so tight, I knew I would not last much longer."Fuck your little girl" Priya moaned.I thrust several times in rapid succession -- harder but not too hurt her. I grunted loudly as I began to cum. She was fucking beautiful and very fucking dangerous. He could see himself doing this all the time which was a quick change from never fucking cheating at all. A rage was simmering as he watched her quiver through the last remnants of her orgasm. She had done this to him, reduced him to the cliche husband he thought he wouldn’t be, into an asshole douchebag he always thought other cheating men were. He crawled over her and kissed her, his cock nestled against her wet pussy, the smell of them.