. Perhaps I would. Today maybe?”The man crossed his arms, “Are you sure you are well enough? Your face is pale, Signor.”“Didn’t sleep well.....” Owen scratched his neck, “I have a song stuck in my head. That’s all.”The man sank his teeth into a sfogliatella, “There is a ferry from Marina Piccola,” he chewed, bits of pastry flaking off from his lips, “My daughter. She can drive you into town.”A crash rattled the garden. Owen jumped, sloshing his coffee.“Que diavolo?” The man spun.His daughter was. It was her release, the sensation bursting to all reaches of her body, her pace quickening and her pussy starting to feel wet, the moist juices succumbing with her pleasure, as she began to cum to that erotic thought. “Awwwwwwww”, Nika moaned. Feeling the orgasmic pleasure as she continue to wriggle her two fingers inside her pink fleshy clit, feeling it get more wet by the second. When she stopped, she opened the stall door and looked at herself in the mirror, her skirt was still down at her. Her age is about 34 but she looks like 26 with toned body and tight pussy which I came to know later.I told u all about how I fucked her daughter in the previous part. On the name of study I spend a lot of time at her home with her daughter, I had sex several times with her daughter, and slowly I came to know that Radhika is really sex starved for many years. Then whenever I got chance I started talking with her when she came to our flat for cooking food. As I have became little frank with her. More often than not, they scratched me down there and it took me quite a while to recover. But the bit I liked best of all was wanking them. I guess, with all my past experience with Joe’s cock, it meant I could usually get the guy to spunk within seconds! Depending how much they’d hurt me with their cack-handed assault on my pussy resulted in me spraying their spunk in the worst place (all over the front of their trousers or on their jumper. ‘Sorry!’) or into my hand, then on to my.