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But I was scared .While driving the car I looked at the back mirror, I saw she was closing her eyes in lust and I could make out now she was really ge...ting hot. Light music was on and it was really cold in the car and now she was getting hot. I have no idea where this courage came from, slowly slowly I started rubbing her thighs as well as the hands were rested on them. I thinking now she was going crazy she slowly opened her legs which were kind of invitation for me to go on and I slowly went. Main ney halkey sey unki kamar per massage shuru kia main uki puri kamar per massage kar raha tha aur maira chotu khara hona shuru ho gaya jo salwar main sey saaf mehsoos ho raha tha aur bv ghoor ker deikh rahi thi. Jab main unkey hips k nazdeek pohncha to anti siskari laite huey bolin bas karo main bola anti g bas akhri 2 min ka kaam hai aur main ney unki hips aur thighs ka bhi massage kia aur kaam khatam kar k uth gaya to anti bolin wakai tum fit massager ho. Phir ham neechey agaye, aur. She was wearing a black open slit dress as I had told her during her chats that how I would want to feel her thunder things over her skin. She was wearing an open deep-cut blouse with a tiny mangalsutra, revealing her sluttiness.My first thought of her after seeing her like that was, she was between my legs and her face all around my dick with her eyes pleading to gag her mouth!In an hour, the drinks were playing its effects and the thought of taking things further ahead came to my mind. I. I put on a little blue cotton dress, a pair of sandals, and donned a blond wig. The wig was long enough that I could put pigtails on either side. Even the light blue cotton panties I was wearing gave me the feeling of a young innocent female, or, so I thought at the time. I put on some light makeup and a little eyeliner on my eyes, grabbed my purse, and a zipped up hoody sweat shirt and left my apartment.After I stepped out the door, I started noticing that my look was getting me attention that.

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Until I saw my dad grab hold of her tits, arch his back and thrust in her harder four or five times, until both of them, panting heavily, stopped.Nadi... lifted her pussy from my father’s cock, which was glistening with the mixture of their juices, and a dribble of spunk came out of her crack and dribbled onto her arse cheeks. My father turned her on her back and dove face first in between her thighs and started to lick her pussy.Without realising I had been stroking my prick and was jolted back. ”I leaned over to my backpack next to the couch, pulled out my charger and passed it over to her. She gave me a dirty look.“iPhone?”, she said scornfully. “I am an Android girl!”“Well shit”, I said. “Use the hotel landline then.”“I don’t remember her number! It’s programmed in my phone. Who remembers the actual number?”, she whined.We sat there for a minute, the flickering of the muted TV in the background. She kept glancing back at the dead phone, as if willing it back to life would somehow. More

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