I sat on the vacant place of the bed where Nisha sat earlier and asked her to give a glass of water. I knew that as the tradition of her mom’s commu...ity they never serve only water to anybody. So Nisha soon disappeared and returned with a plate of biscuits and a glass of water in her both hands but there was no room to keep those on the bed. So she kept those on other place and got the tea table and took it in my front.I was staring at her and when she was placing the table the loose blouse. When I left it up to her, she declined as I expected. I put off the gas stop.“Listen, Al, there’s no reason for you to suffer through two days with my old school mates. They were a little weird and I don’t think you’ll get along. Why don’t you drop me off and drive on to our next stop in Columbus, Ohio? I’ll meet you at the hotel there in two days. OK?” She delivered what may have been a rehearsed speech with some urgency.“No, absolutely not. I want to meet your old friends.” I didn’t want to. With nothing more than instinct for guidance I guess, he pressed his cock and balls against mine and we started moving together. Well, I was totally flipped. There I was, with one of the best looking guys in school naked in my arms, with his hard penis against my own. He'd used his ankles to spread us both wide during the intercourse, nesting his tight sac against my own, the sensation of testicle contact stimulating both of us even more.Up 'till then, I had never known anything but. It makes me feel so degraded. He grabs my hair and shoves his cock into my mouth, not stopping until my lips are wrapped around the base of his shaft. “Come on my fat sow, you know how much you love to taste your shit when it’s on my cock.” I begin to choke on his dick. I was always terrible at deep-throating, something daddy loves to tease me about. I try to come up for air, but daddy’s grip remains firm and he keeps my mouth fully enveloping his penis. I start to squirm, panicking as I begin.