Shararti bhai hun na aapka.Woh seedhe mere lund ko short par dabochi aur kheechti hui boli: Main kheechungi to shayad ukhad ke hath main aa jayegi, ha...aha!Main: Ahhh! Kheechona, par pyaar se.Bhawna apna hath chori aur boli: Chalo abhi waha unke sath jakar baithte hai kuch der, aate hi mujhse itna mat chipko, shak na ho jaye unhe.Main: Are meri acting dekhi nahi kya? Unhe bilkul bhi shak nahi hoga.Bhawna: Haan, waise achcha sambhale apni acting.Main: Waise aap bhi kam nahi. Lagta nahi ki aap ye. Her father Edgar was deeply asleep on his favorite recliner, a hockey game on in the background. On his chest rested his iPad, the only one in the house ("Why do we need TWO for?!" Was there response when she asked for her own).Like a burglar lifting a prize diamond Leslie carefully and slowly removed it from her father's hands. Besides a faint snuffle he didn't move.Swiping open front screen she found it locked. Only her dad knew the password, supposedly. But fortunately for her he was not. Robert then climbed between her legs, rammed his long cock inside her, and begin fucking her amid the cheers of the on lookers. He fucked her harder and harder, ramming her with long deep strokes, while she writhed and undulated beneath him, her legs sticking lewdly up in the air. I could tell she was already starting to have another orgasm, as she begin to moan and scream, and beg him to fuck her even harder. He was certainly obliging her, as he was fucking like a wild man, pounding her with. ..uneventful. Unless of course you considermy frequent attempts to pull the hem of my dress down to my knees when itwouldn't go past my upper thighs, or my fantasy that I was looking at mybeautiful wife's legs wrapped in shimmery tights glinting in the sunshineinstead of my own, or perhaps the way the light reflected off of mypoorly manicured but still shinny fingernails, the ride was uneventful.No matter how hard I tried to remember that I was a man, my mindcontinued to focus on how.