Randy then I remembered what you had done on my wedding night in a similar situation like this.'Amit apna laurda isski choot ki phankon ke beech main ...or zor se raggard (Amit rub your cock in between her cunt lips)' I instructed. Amit followed my advice immediately. With loud sighs of pleasure Nitu spread her legs.'Ab phard de isski choot (Now deflower her)' I screamed. Amit was not going to miss this opportunity. In one push he sent his cock deep into Nitu's virgin cunt.'AAAAUUUUWWAAAA' Nitu. ” “Yes, Father,” I said. “Your grades are outstanding, top of your class. If it’s financial assistance you need, I’m certain you could get a scholarship.” “It’s not the money,” I tell him. “I want to be a nun.” He starts to smile and then revokes it. “I don’t hear that much anymore,” he says. “In fact I’ve never heard it from a student here. At least not once they reach high school; it’s still somewhat prevalent among fourth graders.” “God wants me to be a nun.” He cocks an eyebrow. “And you. But she took me out and asked whether I feel hungry or not. I told still I feel hungry. She then told me to lift her nighty till her waist and told me to fix my mouth tight on her pussy, I did as she said. Slowly she released some hot water inside my mouth. It was her urine. I drank all those. And we both slept in the bed in the same room. Next day morning my dad went out somewhere, that time she called me for breakfast. She was preparing does in the kitchen. Wearing the same nighty, I once. He went on to talk about his current secretary, Deborah, describing her as a statuesque brunette, with Page 3 tits. “Some days when she doesn’t wear a bra, her brown nipples show through her blouse and it’s hard to get any work done at all!” he laughs.“So, have you shagged her yet, John?” comes the question from Darren, as forthright as ever.“Course not!” Comes my father’s reply, “I’m a married man!” he adds with a laugh. Except I know.