I creeped back up the stairs and got into bed. My fingers wondered down to my pussy and I started rubbing my clit, then I started fingering my virgin ...ussy which I have been saving for my daddy. I had a intense orgasm and couldn't help but moan daddy's name.The next morning I woke up and walked downstairs, daddy was sat at the table eating breakfast so I grabbed a bowl of cereal and went to join him. It was just me and daddy in the house as mum left when I was younger. Dad and I began chatting. Finally we moved into the same house. It was a shared house and we had separate rooms and we have a couple of other people living in the house. My room was in the basement. So as usual, we started hanging out in each other’s rooms. I could never get enough of Dev.One fine day, after everyone went to bed, we were bored and decided to watch a movie in my room. As usual we were cuddling and kissing! Gosh!!! The thought of the kiss makes me wet. I’m so wet right now! He then started caressing my. But I still have needs I have to take care of myself. I love my sexy triumvirate: my realistic dildo, my glass dildo, and my silicon anal plug, but sometimes while I'm pleasuring myself I get struck by this strange desire to put things in my pussy that are not designed to be there. It is a convenient urge, it doesn't require expensive toys I can not afford right now. I started with the handle of the hairbrush years ago, but it just was not enough anymore, so recently I tried "the cock of. Dad had told me about one of his business trips to China, he had to go for almost 2 weeks, so i had this window of opportunity in my mind. I thought of telling this to mom, one day when she was cooking in the kitchen, wearing her black saree. I went to her and hugged her from behind, kissed her on her back, smelling her smooth back. She asked. Mom: What happened aakash, control yourselves.Me: Come on mom, even dad is not here now.Mom: Still beta, anybody might walk in, you should be careful.Me:.