Reshma: *crying and moaning* Mmmm Aaaah Daaaad please slow down.Myself: Prakash you are hurting her damn it. Watch out.Reshma: *now just moaning* Yess...ss mmmm that’s the right tempo.Sindhu: *opens the door and comes in* Will you guys keep it down? Disgusting! *rams the door close and walks out* (Sindhu, my elder daughter).Myself: Let me get to work Prakash please for God’s sake.Sorry Diary for this small pause. As you can see what a commotion they are all causing, it’s hard to concentrate. My. The transmission was in pieces at the adjoining work space as well. I would swear, if I didn't know better, that the two guys working on the motor were one hundred percent gay, and the team working next to them was hardcore lezzies. I wasn't going to make a comment.On the way to where Steve was taking us, I told him, "I want you to know that I have the money to pay for everything. We were just so overwhelmed by how bad the truck was destroyed that we just didn't think we could get the talent to. She was moving her hands all over my hair and back. I took off my t-shirt and now I could feel her body warmth with mine. I untied her pajama and with it took off her panties. She was dripping wet I couldn’t control myself. I pulled her to the corner of the cot kneeled down and buried myself in her fuck hole.Fuck that was amazing her aroma is still in my breath, licking her clit and chewing it made her goo crazy. her moans started out being loud, squeezing her boobs tongue fucking her pussy and. It was fast and furious; her tits - and her jiggling belly - bounced as he thrust in and out of her pussy. One of her tits had escaped through one of the cuts in her dress and was completely exposed. In a short few minutes, he slowed down, shoved himself deeply inside her...and unloaded his seed. Satisfied, he pulled up his pants, put away his now dripping cock and headed to the bathroom to clean up before leaving.The crowd stood for a moment. Amazed. Then, a large, unattractive man stepped.