A soft breeze offered temporary relief from the scorching heat. I turned back to the waves; they casually reflected blades of light off its crystal cl...ar surface, “I better get going, I’m going out tonight and I still need to go home and get ready,” I said, admiring the sunset. “Oh. It’s still early though ...um, I’m having some friends over the apartment tonight for a BBQ. We do it every year at the end of summer, would you wanna grab a plate before you go out tonight?” I could already imagine. “It’s okay,” Daddy whispered as I leaned against him.He was so wonderful.We reached the fifteenth floor, and Daddy navigated us to our room. He opened the door. It was lovely. There was a small living room, complete with a couch and love seat, beautiful paintings on the wall, a dish of potpourri on the marble coffee table. Daddy swept me through it to the bedroom. A four poster bed dominated the room, wood dark mahogany, the cover pale cream.Daddy didn’t lead me to the bed, but to the closet.. Mujhay Najjo ki gaand mein kafi zayada activity feel ho rahi thi. Pain was not the exactly the correct expression of what was taking hold in there. Her ass canal walls were moving and hugging my cock head tight but deeper; the canal was ruffled and messy too in anticipation of larger invasion soon. My both hands were tweaking and pulling on each protruding mass making Najjo groan and growl much louder, a signal for me to launch the torpedo and I did.I was in complete control of events and. She walked up to Ron, held his arms, and tried to get him to look at her so that she could at least say with her eyes that she loved him. But he pushed her away as if repulsed by her touch."Don't touch me! You fucking whore!" he cried out. "Just answer my god damned question." He stood by the window, blankly staring at his reflection superimposed over the streetlight lit street below.Without looking at her, he asked again, "Is it his fucking baby?" His voice grew loud and his heart refueled.