He held until Abbie had achieved her beautiful, all-encompassing orgasm, the proof of his abiding love for her. Only then did he passionately plant hi... family DNA in the farthest depths of her delicate little body, where nature intended. Is it any wonder why I love and respect my father so much?As time quickly passed our brood got older and bigger. I was working on my second book almost daily in my study. My first book, “Family Loving, Society’s Medicine”, was a mega best-seller. It was in. He lifted his leg up onto a rung. “Don’t forget the boys,” he said giving me access to his balls. They were a combination of salt and sweat and ever so tasty. Sucking them into my mouth caused him to arch his back and groan. Finally, he released my hands. He gently held my head and I ravished every inch of him.Guiding me to my feet, he ripped open my uniform top. Buttons flew everywhere and clattered as they hit the floor. He reached between my legs and let his fingers explore every. . oh hang on, still do have a thing for older ladies thirty years on! Just getting a bit difficult to find them nowadays!I still remember my first proper time with an older lady all to clearly.... and she was married to boot, something I would never normally consider but I soon learned the meaning of a cuck husband.Having gone to a three day work thing with nothing to do in the evenings but drink in the hotel bar, I soon got chatting to colleagues, having a good laugh and a few pints. Mild. Me: are sanjana dekho pehele rna ban karo aur mujhe bataou ki exactly kya huwa?Sanjana kuch bolne ki halat me nehi thi.Me: acha yeh batao kit um abhi kaha ho…main ata hu tumse milne.Sanjana: nehi nehi main abhi ghar pe hu…(lambi sans lete huwe who boli) mujhe tumhari jarurat hai kyat um mujhe colony ke junction se pick kar sakte ho..phir kahi jake aram se baat karte hai.Main soch me pad gaya kyu ki isse pehele main sanjana se kabhi akele me nehi mila tha. Phir socha ki nehi nehi use meri.