“Yes sir” I answered him swiftly. We spent the next couple hours fucking, as David could cum repeatedly. The next round I put my ass up in the ai..., and being David’s favourite position, he slipped his cock in my hole right away. He would squeeze the flesh on my ass as he spread my cheeks apart to sink his cock in deeper. He slapped my ass a couple times to get it nice and red, then grabbed the bottom of my hair at the back for leverage. I got a few poundings before he slapped my ass a couple. His lips twist again as he watches her. "I knew you were a smart one, beautiful," he chuckles. "Now let me see you again, come on..." He runs a hand along the inside of her thigh, pushing it lightly aside, the knife blade still resting atop her clit. "Just like before, hmm? Up you go. Show me how flexible you are." Slowly, shakily, she raises her leg, draping it across the back of the sofa. The movement strains her arms beneath her, pushing her breasts further forward and shifting her hips,. I began to suck them. She whimpered and sat down on the bed. I fell on top of her and put my hands inside her sari and up her thighs . Her flesh was slightly shivering. I reached her vagina and caressed her gently. She opened her legs and I slid my finger inside – she was wet. We looked at each other hungrily. I lifted her sari and exposed her. She tried to cover herself. I threw off my dhoti and stood up before her – 8 inches of hard flesh throbbing for attention. She was lying on the bed and. "I'm not very good at this, am I?" He made a face. I hastened to his defence."On the contrary, sweetheart. You are very, very good at it. The best," I added as an afterthought, "I've ever had." Emboldened by my praise, his cock lurched again; my vagina twitched itself in anticipation, desperate to clamp down on my son's cock again. As if sensing my desperation, his hands removed to my body, working at my breasts and between my legs. I surrendered to him, signalling my arousal with soft moans.