Priya is very frank lady and I used to get horny with her boobs size and curves which used to be visible in her top and trouser which she used to wear...for office. I used to have naughty talks with her but was also aware that Priya used to take it casually. One day I made certain adjustments to have my flat empty so that I can invite Priya to my flat. My wife had been to her relative’s home. Priya readily accepted my invitation. I invited her for evening tea and she was at my flats door sharp on. He snarled and sprang at me. In a flash, he mounted the bed, the springs squeaking as he pressed my thighs further apart. My shaved pussy felt on display, my labia parting, showing off my pink depths.He buried his face between my thighs. His goatee rasped on my pussy lips. I gasped, the scratching whiskers teasing me. They were bristles, rough and naughty. It was so different from a boy or Dr. Elliston going down on me.This was a man feasting on me. My daddy.Pleasure exploded through me as his. He asked if I had done it with anyone else, and I told him that I had not.He then proceeded to tell me that he had started puberty since we saw each other last and that his dick had grown and gotten hairy. I still had the same hairless small pecker. We were both in the 6th or 7th grade by now.I of course did not believe him, you know how guys lie about the size and appearance of their dicks. He got off the trash bin and went over under the emergency steps. He told me to come over there.He kept. With Kathy, the wet spot was prominent. Agreeing with her, I also said, “Wow.”After about five minutes of cuddling, I stood and went to the can. When I came out, Kathy was out of bed, pulling on a T-shirt and shorts.“I’ve got to go. Is that all right?” she asked.I wasn’t sure I could take a double dose of this girl so early in the morning. I kissed her and said “Sure. Maybe we can meet again later.”Kissing me back, she said brightly “Yeah, I’d like that. Bye.” And then she was out the door,.