But being with her for the first time had proved him wrong. As Jack sat down on his side of the bed the memories of what had happened between him and ...is very own daughter flooded his mind. He could not get the images of l****a out of his head. Fleshes of her beautiful face and body kept playing in his mind over and over again. The guilt that he carried was more then he could bear. 'My own daughter, I just made love to my very own daughter.' He kept thinking to himself. As much as he tried. I took her inside the room. She said that she was tensed and wanted to leave. But I gave her some courage with my words.For almost 15 minutes we talked causally. Our bodies became cool for a/c. So I thought it was the correct chance to start fucking. We both were siting on the sofa. Slowly I stood up and touched her hot knees. She laughed with sexy expression but immediately she said “everything is ok for me but you shouldn’t fuck my pussy”. Even though my target was her pussy I said ok for. It was like Susan had never been between my legs. Brenda's tongue parted the folds of skin and licked the moisture that was ready to flood from me.I stopped and watched. Her baldhead was moving up and down as she licked me, her hand rested on one thigh, the end of her arm on the other."You're so beautiful." Do I need to get you a white cane and teach you Braille, or maybe two eye patches?" Too me you are beautiful. I don't care what others might think. I just want you with me."She looked at me. I always wanted to end my life, but the only thing that kept me alive was my son, Ram.Five years ago, Ram’s father had a fatal accident in the industry he worked. Ram was 18+ years old then and he was a grown-up man. He was 6 feet tall with dark brown skin and an attractive face. He had a strong body which described the struggles he went through.Ram’s father died two months after the accident. I was more relieved than sad. We received compensation from the factory which we used to buy a small.