And I do mean never. The most she'd ask is about school and how my day went. After that she'd go to her room. All she did was work.I don't know if she...was happy or sad, happy or lonely. Everything was a secret with her.One day after coming in from playing with my friends I decided to try and take with her. She was in the kitchen making dinner so I went in there.Me- Hi momMom- HiShe barely looked at me.Me- Do you need any help?Mom- No. I got itEvery thing that ever came out of her mouth was. Mai bata du mujhe 32 size boobs bahut achche lagte hain aur suck karne me bahut maza aata hai mai pagalon ki tarah chusta ja raha tha uske breast ko aur wo mere penis ko sahla rahi thi aur paglo ki tarah cheekh rahi thi .Fir maine uski panty utari aur pahli baar real bur dekh ke pagal ho gaya bina kuch soche samjhe maine apna muh laga ke usko chusna aur chatna start kar diya wo bhi deewani ho rahi thi uske bur se pani bah raha tha aur mere baal noch rahi thi.Uske baad maine usko uthaya aur wo. It oozed more precum and smeared a glistening coating on my lips and face. “So needy. Such a good little slut for Daddy, aren’t you?” he asked. “Yes, Daddy. I love being a good little slut for you,” I answered. I opened my legs as wide as possible, enjoying the feel of my fingers teasing my pussy as I sucked on Daddy’s throbbing, rock hard cock. My index and middle finger rubbed and tugged on my clit at a feverish pace as I took him as deep as I could before feeling the need to gag. Tears began. “Whatever this is, it still hurts like mad,” I explained, pointing at my left side.“What you’re saying is so foreign to me. I’ve had muscular-skeletal problems since I was nineteen. I never talk about it, just focus and push through.” What the fuck?? I’d learned early on she had some odd thought patterns, but this was the oddest and coldest thing she’d ever said. It pissed me off a bit.“Seriously? I half-cripple myself helping you and all you can do is bitch because I groaned when.