” And without another word, she left me there.I did as I was told and waited. My prick felt like iron. I shifted, trying to find a position more com...ortable but inevitably pressed my cock harder into the mattress. The more I moved the worse it got.I heard her footsteps as she returned. “Now," she said. “Just relax. I’m going to just massage your neck and maybe you back a little, okay?”“Sure."“Okay." She peeled back the bedclothes and gently stroked a hand up my back to my neck. “I’m just going. Kiran moaned loudly ooooohhhhhhhhh aaahhhhhhhhhhhhh and said ‘ please meri choot touch karo please us mein ungli dalo please mujha mat tarpao please.’I still didn’t touch her choot and kept moving my hand around it and on her thighs. She was getting desperate for me to touch her choot. finally she held my hand and pulled it towards her choot but I pulled my hand back and held her thighs and pressed them hard and pushed her legs further apart.Kiran couldn’t hold any more and shouted ‘ bhaan chod. Shradha fir bread ki ek packet nikalti hui boli: Hmmm tab to ye bread aur peanut butter kha leti hoon thoda sa.Main: Are main kuch bana doon kya?Shradha: Hahaha! Nahi nahi, uski koi zarurat nahi.Shradha fridge kholkar peanut butter nikalne jhuki. Main uski gand ko nighty ke upar se sahlane laga to woh boli: Apna haat door hi nahi rakh sakte mujhse, haina?Main uski gand ko dabate hue bola: Kya karu mann manta hi nahi na.Woh butter nikalkar mere pant ke upar butter ki bottle lagakar boli: Lo ye. Mother was gone the moment dad was set free from his prison. At that very moment the b**st that held the mind of my father captive died along with my mother; they, together, went to the immortal beyond. Now only father and daughter were in the room, pressed together as one. My father's gentle fuck was not the love of a husband to a wife but a father to a daughter and we both knew it. He had been fucking me the way I wanted to be fucked. I reached one hand up, and with the back of my hand I.