.that I can't help myself, Daddy..." I slapped her arse and she cried out with glee - so I did it again! "...ooh, Daddy! So, that night I went to anot...er part of town...I bumped into a stag party in the one bar...they bought me lots of drinks...got me quite tipsy...one of them was fingering me...or maybe it was several of them in the club..." I grunted as I continued to fuck her, I imagined my huge cock pistoning in and out of her cunt! "...then...what happened...you little slut..." she was. I was getting everything from amit and was happy with him, even Rahul proved himself as an obedient and loving son. He always respects me and loves me as a son. Even I went to stay with him in Bangalore for some days, coz amit and me were sure that Rahul has become a responsible son of ours.In Bangalore Rahul introduced me to his friends as his mother and they all respect me well. Amit and me know that our son would love and take care of us. We named rahul’s younger brother as “krishna” and we. I looked at her a little askance and she assured me it’d be okay. She showed me how to control the plane and let me use the wheel (not really a wheel but I don’t know for sure how to describe it). It was incredibly exciting! I banked one way then the other several times, flying higher and lower over and over again. I could certainly understand why Diana was so excited about her flying.When she decided it was time to return to the airport, she took the control away from me. Darn, I wanted to. We arrived slightly tipsy at Bakken at about 10:00 p.m. while it was still quite light, as it is at this latitude at this time of the year. This taxi ride had been a bit more exciting as the taxi was a minibus. The taxi driver had helped me in; the seats were alongside, and as I got in I had to bend as I turned round to sit in the seat across from the sliding door. Even if I had wanted to, I don't think I could have prevented the driver from looking right down my front. I am sure he had a good.