He stands and walks behind you towards the toilet. A minute passes, your heart is racing. You stand and turn to walk towards the toilet. You stand at ...he door and knock. He opens it and you enter. His soft warm lips are on yours. His hands roaming over every part of your body as he gently kisses you. His hand caresses your arse, gently squeezing it. His hand goes down and under your skirt, again caressing your arse until he grabs your knickers and pulls them down. You wiggle from them,. The party at my house started out pretty good. I had set up some beers and drinks, and was showing people around the house, you know being the host. It was a pretty good turnout, music playing loud, people dancing, smoking, and drinking. I had only had a few drinks earlier since I’d better maintain control if the party started getting out of hand. Then out of nowhere, Leslie grabs my hand and takes me to where the music is playing, and starts dancing. She is never this forward, so I can tell. Like a much larger kid dunking a smaller one in a pool, he let me up just for a moment. I took a breath, then got slammed right back down into his pubic hair. This time, I was down even longer. Finally, he asked, “You want more, don’t you?” I nodded and moved my neck, gulping up and down. His was down my throat. Karl shot so much cum into me, I feared it might be mixed with piss. Three long jolts and one more thrust. Did I reach a climax like back in my faithful married-to-Karl days? No. Did. Lekin tabhi papa ne mujhe jaagte hue dekh liya . Wo bole bete tum soye nahin. Maine kaha neend hi nahi aa rahi . Unhone puchha kyon . Maine kaha aap mummy ke saath pata nahi kya kar rahe ho . Wo haste hue bole tumko bhi karna hai. To maine haan kar di . Phir wo bole. “Amit, apni Maa se sundar aurat kabhi dekhi hai.” Mai chup raha. Papa phir bole, “mai bahut kismat bala hun ki mujhe itni sundar aur jawan aurat mili. Abtak papa thik tarike se bol rahe the, lekin iske bad wo jo bole uskeliye mai.