..............we are lying together holding each other, when you start to feel aroused, you move towards my dick and take it in your hands, slowly car...ssing me, you put your mouth around it and start to suck me hard, it doesn't take long and soon my dick is hard in your lips, you move across, straddling me and gently rubbing yourself on my hard cock, parting your cunt lips on me you move slowly back and forth, both of is feeling your cum making it smooth between us, until you need to feel me. With each rotation of her waist she went down on my prick, I was completely inside her now and completely turgid. Grabbing and pulling her close I turned the pistons on and began pumping, thrusting; I felt her vagina dripping onto my balls. I kept my pace going. She was as tight as one would imagine, it felt like velvet, each time I entered her was wetter, tighter, smoother then the last. After a time of fucking Shak vocalized her pleasure with me by grunting, even howling like she did on her. On the other hand, deep down, I loved my Daddy.We hugged and Stacy got in her car and drove away. As I walked back to the house my thoughts about loving my Daddy returned and my mind flashed on so many things from me sitting cuddled up to him on the couch as he rubbed my back to being bent over and feeling his cock pound my pussy.I climbed the stairs and went my room. I started to straighten up. I heard the door open and then my mom called my name."Heather? Are you upstairs?" She shouted."Yes. Quickly she opened the laptop. It was not locked.Ashok was back after 30 minutes. He smiled at Shoba. “You’re still here…” Ashok asked politely.Shoba handed him over a drawing pad she held close to her breasts. It was an image of a woman getting penetrated by a huge cock while jerking another. “You didn’t read…” Ashok almost stammered.“That the ‘husband’ and ‘wife’ are you and Savita?” Shoba asked with a naughty smile. She had actually enjoyed reading what Ashok wrote. “Make up a story, and.