I knew then that I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life without being able to repeat this. She quickly let me know she felt the same. “Daddy?...�� she asked. “Don’t feel bad, okay?” I was puzzled. “Okay,” I agreed. She shook her head and told me, “No. I mean about fu…” She hesitated to use the naughty word, and took a deep breath before gathering her courage. “About fucking me, Daddy. I wanted it to happen. You didn’t m***** me. Okay?” “Oh. Thank you,” I said. “You know I love you, right?” . Caressing her legs, playfully snapping the suspenders on her garter belt.Teasing her nipples until they ached. Stroking her hard cock, the onlything on display that was indisputably masculine, until it erupted withcum that she could cram into her lascivious mouth. And talkingseductively to the camera, about what she'd like to do to every manwatching, about how badly she needed their cocks, about her craving to befucked ...For the first couple of times, this had all been done for a recording. ”He came to me and said, “Let me see the pitch report,” saying so he took my tits under his palms and squeezed hard. A sweet moan came out of my mouth. “Pitch seems good at the bowling side. Let me see the batting pitch also.” He quickly slipped his hand down.He covered my pussy under his palm over the saree and pressed. With his this action I couldn’t control myself. I embraced him in my arms and kissing his hot lips. Took his lips in me and sucking. “Match is going to start we have to remove. We reached my place where she leaned up her hair matted and little damp i kissed her and we went inside where i can say we never made it to the bedroom. I ripped her shirt open and just pounced on her cute little breasts i picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me as we sort fell on the couch and i start humping my hips into her as we kissed furiously i wish i had words to describe it but god it was hot. i pulled her jeans down to her thighs as i made her get on her knees and bent her.