"Damn," her father said softly. "Damn, this is some hot stuff." No, shit," her mother said. "It's all Mrs. Grotten promised and more."Cindy couldn't b...lieve what she was hearing. It didn't make any sense."Let me grab up a couple of fresh beers and we'll get back to the show," her father said as he stood up.Cindy couldn't believe her eyes. Her father was stark naked! Not only that, but he had a raging hard-on that twitched and jerked as he went to the fridge. She had never seen her father's. "Just tell her you did it for her to see if she likes you that way. I promise I won't cut your pretty dick off, I love it too much to do that. Besides, I have plans for it after our shower ... inside me. Are you up for that? Looks like you are," as she reached over to my erect cock and gave it a little squeeze.She shaved her pretty mound and then I let her shave me. She held my cock as she guided the razor around my groin. Near the end, she leaned forward and gave me a little suck. She then. It twitched again, spewing ropes of white-hot semen all over my belly. I raised my hips and started to groan. Katie giggled and put her other hand over my mouth. My dick continued to spasm, and I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of sperm on my abdomen. I gasped hoarsely, trying to stay quiet while my sister-in-law milked my pulsing cock. Slowly, my orgasm began to subside, although Mischelle kept her grip on my shaft, milking every drop out of me. Finally, I was spent.Mischelle reached for. Slowly I started caressing the feet of Preeti and she started passing smiles and pressing her toes more in my thighs. I also started rubbing her ankles and climbing my right hand upwards her knees, just like a child playing very gently with a handsome toy. Mean while she did some chikotis in my thighs. At this time she was wearing a loose Salwaar & Kurta without any dupatta on her. By the time now I had reached to her knees while caressing & pinching her slowly.Here you need not to amaze, that.