Just then I remember my landlord telling me that the lady next door is not paying the rent, but then I went to my room thinking it’s none of my busi...ess to poke around in someone’s business. I bathed and changed and left for the Gym and when I came back home around 7:30 PM, I heard the landlord screaming at the top of his voice from the poor widow’s room. He was abusing her with all the filthy words, I’m sure anyone who’s been or staying in Delhi can imagine what I mean by filthy words. I felt. “God, how I love you! Thank you, Dan, for loving me!”“I love you too, honey.”They swam to the ladder and stepped from the pool, Wendy and Tina handing them both a towel to dry off. Dan took off his wet, clingy T-shirt. The women didn’t care about his shirt, only the cock that was temporally hidden from their view.“I hope the water isn’t too cool,” Vicky joked and they looked at Dan’s cock.“I’m sure you ladies will be able to get a rise out of me,” he smiled, drying his chest.“Now this normally. He grabbed one of my used socks from my sneakers. My basketball sneakers. I dont usually sweat that much but after basketball with Tom and the boys, I am wet. He straightened it out and pulled it over his cock. He loved the feeling of the fabric on his cock and the slight friction he would get, making the fuck rough for him. He starting stroking quicker and quicker until he lifted his hips straight up and shot his cum into my sweaty socks. He kept pumping to drain the rest of his juice out and. Our living room was lower set than our kitchen and bedroom level, so as I appeared into the bright sunlit room, I stopped at the railing, directly above my father’s guest, ‘What is it dad’, I asked in mock exasperation, sensing this stranger was seeing more of his friend’s daughter than he suspected.‘Get us some more beers darling’, he asked pleadingly, not realizing his beautiful daughter was showing her womanhood willingly, and as I said, ‘Sure Dad’, I looked down into this strangers eyes,.