Aaj mujhe is chudayee mein jo maza aa raha hai utna mujhe apne pati se chudwane mein kabhi nahin aaya. Is chudayee ko main zindagi bhar yaad rakhungi....Mere pati ne mujhe kabhi itna maza nahin diya. Mujhse bardast nahin ho raha hai, tum apne lund ka paani jaldi se meri chut mein nikal do.” maine use bahut jyada josh mein dekha to maine apni poori ungli uski gaand mein dal di. Wo chilla uthi, “kya kar rahe ho, dard ho raha hai, mar jaungi main, mat karo aisa, mujh mein itni takat nahin hai ki. Then she undressed me and kissed my nipples.Then I applied chocolates over her boobs, pussy and face. Slowly I started to lick her face, smooch her, lick her boobs, bite those nipples, inserted tongue deep into her pussy. Then I applied to her ass. I started to play with her ass. Started to kiss her ass mounds, beat those mounds and made them red. She started to cry. I wanted to have wild sex. Then I inserted my finger to her ass hole. It was very tight. She was begging me to remove due to. By now Rahul could guess what was coming next. He was stummied. This was his daughter. She seemed to have a crush on him and was rejecting all guys because of her infatuation with him. How can he persuade her that it was wrong and futile. That this was taboo. Wasn’t he being a hypocrite, hadn’t the sight of his daughter given him sleepless nights and embarassing hardons. Conflicting thoughts ran through his mind. Puja took the matter out of his hands. He was sporting a hardon by now and Puja. As much as I'd always had trouble with people – it tends to be off-putting when people realise you don't trust anyone – I didn't like sitting alone in the quiet. At home I always had the television or the radio on, or music from my iPod blaring; I never sat in the quiet. Even at night I had a fan to provide white noise.And since I'd come to Ferelden, I'd never really had much quiet. There were always others around – others who I could trust, because I knew them before having to trust them – and.