” He said, grabbing my hips firmly. “Yes Daddy.” I moaned.Just then he moaned loudly and thrusted into me will hard slow thrusts, feeling his s...ed fill me up. My pussy being filled by him, claiming me as his own. He rested for a moment pulling out. Slapping my ass once more. I rested there a moment, before standing up. As I did get up, I faced toward him, he took my hands and untied me. My legs wobbly, he helped me study myself. Then kissing me on lips. I smiled after. Biting my lip as I bent. And Mrs. Patterson were here. A moment later, Berkenstein herself showed up and opened the office door."Ken, Meghan, come on back," she said quietly. She was a short, somewhat dumpy woman in her late forties. She wore a white lab coat with her name stitched on the breast. Her curly red hair was tied up in a bun. Her face, while homely, was intelligent. Her brown eyes were unreadable but the fact that she was personally greeting them on arrival and inviting them directly back was perhaps the. I was there and right at 2:10 the doorbell rang. To my surprise it was really reema aunty, she was looking damn sexy draped into red saree with a red blouse.As during the afternoon time the building and locality is quite, and hardly any1 comes by in the wing so no one noticed her. I welcomed her in she sat on the sofa, I sat beside her and before she could say anything I got hold of her leg and starting pleading her that please don’t complain to my mom.. She took hold of my shoulder and said me. When I cum in her I said, “Leave it in there. Don’t wash it out. Then see if you can get Dad to fuck you in the morning while you are bent over the kitchen table. I want to sneak down and watch.”Mom kissed me goodnight and returned to Dad’s bed. In the morning she woke me up while Dad was in the shower. She gave me a blowjob and then she went down to start his breakfast and coffee. She was only wearing a pair of panties…crotchless panties at that.I waited at my door for Dad to finish dressing.