“Ready for the last leg of the trip?” I asked as we buckled in again. “Yes!” she sang in her delightful voice. A few minutes later, she spoke ...p. “Daddy?” “Yes?” “I know that you wanted to spend time with us, but now that she’s not here, you don’t have to spend on a hotel. You can stay in my dorm room. My roommate’s not supposed to arrive until Sunday.” I looked at her, questioning. “That’s allowed?” “Sure, it’s not like you’re some old guy coming to play with a cute co-ed!” she giggled.I. I know I needed it, and will definitely need it again. What can I do, Mistress Monica, to say thank you?”Monica didn’t want to take unfair advantage of the situation but wanted to make sure that she still had a job. She knew that she could have asked for more, but, instead, went and sat on the chair again, slipped her shorts and knickers off, parted her legs, pointed to her stretched pussy lips, and ordered with a smile, “Say thank you."Jeff smiled with relief as he quickly knelt down between. I was getting hard. usne dupatta nahi dala tha , her boobs were getting out. wohi showcase me photframe tha,usme usne teeno the hubby wo aur her child. i said. photo bahut achi hai. she said thanks.me beech beech me uske boobs dhekne lagta . usse bhi laga gaya thaki meri nazar kaha hai. par wo kuch nahi boli. main uske bad ghar chalaya gaya. fir thode din baad uska phone aya . usne kaha ki lunch ghar par karna mein mana kiya to daat kar boli kabhi mere haat ka khana bhi kha lo. main uske ghar .. "Pull up your skirt" I ordered. "Show me what you were doing." She bit her lower lip and slowly pulled up the front of her dress revealing blue panties. I could see her nipples stiffen through the fabric as my piss stream hit the water in the toilet. "Show me how you were rubbing your pussy you little slut."She pushed her panties down revealing the smooth skin of a completely shaved pussy. I reached over with my free hand and pinched her nipple through her dress, eliciting a moan. She.