He toweled-off as usual, all the while ogling, outright leering at his baby daughter's lithe and supple form, and feeling his blood begin to boil as t...e heat as his insistent cock once again arose to the occasion. This time, he let the towel drop as he stepped over beside and slightly behind Cindy. If she noticed, she didn't let on, humming a tuneless piece and casually switching to her other eye.This time he thought, would be very different, as he stepped up beside Cindy, ostensibly to check. Wo chala gya.Main light off karke let gyi.Muje mere pati ki chudai yad aane lagi maine salwar utar ghutno tak ki or chut ka dana ragadne lagi achank mera pani nikal gya or m let gyi.Meri aankh lag gyi.Aadhi raat ko muje apni chut par kuch mahsus hua.Maine dekha ye vijay tha jo meri chut chusne ki taiyari me tha.Main achanak uth khadi hui or use piche dhakela.Par wo ek kase jisam ka malik tha usne muje pakda or meri chut chusne laga m jor lagati rahi par usr hata na payi.Meri aankhe band ho. It is only natural that my thighs part as an autogenous reaction to the stimuli flooding my senses. None-the-less a nagging doubt in my conscience causes me to gently but firmly arrest the hand's progress. Breaking off an endless interplay of lips and tongue with a gasped a deep inhalation. "Oh please, please, we can't do this, we really can't, I am married". My voice is thick with emotion. "Yes, so am I but I need you, I love you" Love? How could that word apply to the two of us? We are. If there were a stereotypical nerd, Jeremy would probably have to be its poster boy. He was shy, stuttered a lot, and a terribly bad dresser. He even wore a pocket protector! In this day and age none the less!Back to my story though.Surprised, he looked up from the book he was reading and replied, "No." No I can't sit here or no you don't mind?" I decided to play dumb. 'Maybe it will get him talking.' I thought to myself.Embarrassed, he said, "Sorry, of course you can sit there." Jeremy, do you.