So, tell me... how can you tell?" When I'm doing something strange, I close my eyes and try to think of you telling me to do it. If you put the though... into my head, then I'll sort of hear your voice--dream-like and far away, but it's definitely your voice--and I'll hear it telling me to do whatever it is. I guess it must be similar to a faded memory or something. It's um... it's as if I am trying to remember a dream. Anyway, if I can imagine you telling me to do something, then I know it's one. She could feel his pulsing organ as it slowly began to push steadily against the lips of her vagina and slide into the soft intimate channel between her legs. She wiggled and turned, trying to avoid his impalement, but the intrusion grew harder and pushed deeper into her well of open sex. His giant penis throbbed out against her vaginal walls and her back ached from the heavy weight of his body. She felt his hands reach underneath her back and begin to fondle the crease of her buttocks roughly.. Dad now increased his stroking pace; mom was moaning loudly “oooohhh aaaahha ummm mmm aaha haahh haaaa aaaa aaahaha hahha.” Dad kissed moms neck and shoulder and continued fucking her. Mom was moving her ass in crazy rhythm, dad “ohhh yes kavita ohhh yeeeaah.”Mom then got off dad and laid flat back on the bed and dad got up on his knees, dad took his dick and started rubbing his dick on mom’s pussy for few moments “oooo ohhh ummm aahhaha kamal please don’t tease ummm just fuck Me.” Dad smiled. You take your fingers out of my soaking pussy and bring them to my lips. 'open up slut, taste yourself.' I eagerly open my mouth and suck your fingers clean. 'hmmm, that’s a good girl.' You whisper as you get up and uncuff me. ‘turn around for me, now.’I just lay there, panting, trying to catch my breath. You growl at me and flip me over. ‘Did I tell you to keep me waiting? Next time you better listen immediately or you’ll be punished.’I lay on the bed, on my stomach. You harshly pull my hips.