I bit his earlobe when he was through with my shirt, skirt, and panties. He growled. Now, while Dad CAN be gentle sometimes during intercourse, the ma...ority of times there was nothing civilized or tender about his love-making. Quite the opposite. We always somehow ended up with some brushes in private places or, in my case, a stinging, red butt (haha). After a few minutes of wrestling around with our clothe and our lips chasing each others, we found ourselves propped against the bed with me on. It was obvious that we were not all going to fit on the bed. I turned around to see Marcia kissing Joy and slipping the robe from Joy’s shoulders. Ivan dropped his towel and lay back on the bed, I marveled at the fact he already had a huge hard on. Marcia, still kissing joy, walked Joy over to stand spread legged above him. It became obvious to me as I stood there feeling like a wallflower, that Marcia and Ivan had discussed what they wanted to do with Joy, whilst we had been dancing. Marcia. “Baby kahi aanu?” (Kuch lau?) servant ne pucha.Sneha: “Nako. Aai Baba kuthe aahet?” (No, Thanks. Mom Dad kaha hai?)Servant: “Jhoplet te. Udya sakali 5 vajta flight aahe.” (So rahe hai. Subah 5 baje flight hai)then she asked me “Tumhala kahi aanu ka?” (Aap ke liye kuch laau kya?)Me: “Fakt ek towel dya. Dok Pusaila” (Tuti futi Marathi mein bola) (Ek towel dena. Baal sukhane ke liye)Sneha: “Arre mere pass dryer hain. Chal”She took me to her room. Uska ghar duplex tha. Kafi amir log the. Uske mom. She has never screwed a man before. If Katie really has no claims on you, like you say, you are going to take care of that for her too. No way is she going to have a turkey baster of some random guy’s sperm shot inside her to get pregnant.”I never got the chance to ask even a single question because she had me in another lip lock while trying to revive my dick. I doubt I had even a single sperm to dump in her by the time she had me spoon up behind her with my dick still halfway in her tight.