I looked into her eyes and softly whispered,”can I tasted your pussy?” Without a word she shook her head yes and I complied. She tasted good, sw...et and clean, her fine perfumed body quivered some. My tongue worked over her clit, then I pushed my tongue right in her vagina. She moaned a little and quivered some more. “I want your cock in my right now boy,” she said. I reluctantly picked up my head from between her legs and started to move on top of her, all she said was ,”yes, slam that. I was sure she would come. At around 11, the pump house door opened and I saw her in a tight sky blue saree and a tight fitting blouse revealing her hidden assets was wearing a lungi without any underwear inside. I went close to her and kissed her on her lips .she pushed me back and said “yeh kya kar rahe ho ,mai tumhari maa hoon”i said”abhi to main tujhe chodunga ek mard ki tarah”.”she said”nahin yeh galat hai”.i held her in my arms and gave her a smooch. Now I will tell you the story in. ”Dad grabbed both sides of Jennifer’s head and started flexing his hips, fucking into her face. She kept trying to pull her head back but couldn’t. Dad kept up a steady rhythm but didn’t go too deep and after a while until Jennifer seemed to relax. I guess she had learned to handle the assault, the brutal invasion of my father’s meat in her mouth. When she was taking his cock easily, he started pulling on her head and shoving it in deeper. Every few thrusts, Dad pulled out and let Jennifer. ’ ‘You don’t think I’m pretty?’ ‘I think you’re beautiful.’ ‘Well, I want to get laid… by you.’ She reached for my belt buckle while I politely declined by pushing away her hands. ‘Gail, how long have we known each other?’ ‘Um, three weeks.’ I moved to another chair across the room. Gail looked puzzled, like it didn’t make sense. She appeared willing and more than ready. Probably wondering why I didn’t want to ride the wave of passion. ‘Damn it, Mike. What’s wrong with me? I like you and.