I quickly averted my eyes, but not before Nikki smiled at me with a strange look on her face. Karen never even seemed to notice the brief eye contact ... made with her friend."Hey, Dad. Nikki and I are going to the mall to shop for some special clothes. Can I borrow your credit card?" Sure, baby." Anything special I can buy for you, Dad?" Karen asked, with a sweet smile on her lips. At the time I had no clue what was going to happen."No, baby. Just go easy on the charges, okay?" Sure thing, Dad.. ”He must have understood because he slowed down and started to ease himself inside me. He was really stretching me but soon he popped in. He groaned from my tightness and heat. Pushing in he was able to get deeper. Slow in and out strokes helped. The reality of me being his Mother was not slowing him down. He hit bottom with about an inch of his big cock left to go. I felt so full and I grabbed his ass to urge him on. This was so surreal and yet I knew this was what I had wanted all along. I. It is a relief when they fall loose about my shoulders. I wish I could take off this restrictive suit and heels as well but a bar isn't quite the place. You're definately attractive - man-ly not boyish, someone who looks like he knows what he's doing. Something about your face is drawing me in. Maybe it's the scotch. Maybe it's the frustration of the delay. Maybe it's the romance of being picked up by a foreign stranger in an airport. It's probably just me, anyway. "So, you have officially. Aar thakte nap ere amake bollo dadababu ebar apnar ota dhukiye din aar parchi na. Ami tokhon Malati-k dhore tar gude amar 7” lomabe bara dhukiye dilam. Protham bare ordhekta dhuklo, porer thape purota dhuke gelo. Ah ki aram, koto din pore kono gude amar bara dhukalam. Amar bara tar jorau-r mukhe giye dhakka marchilo. Baire bristi porei choleche aar amra choda chudi kore colechi. Onek agei sondhe hoye geche. Amai thaper pore thap mere cholechi, Malati amay bollo dadababu go amar sorir ta kemon.