...The phone rang, and it was the management. I was told to stop what was going on, and I had to somehow take control of this situation. She did not s...em to care, and kept it up. In fact - it seemed that the call only gave her more energy ! Finally I held her and started to force things a little farther along. She would give in for awhile, and then slip slightly out of my grasp. This kept happening until she had grabbed a chair by the window and hugged it. She peered thru the sheer d****s and. I gasped at the sight and was happy Craig was away on a business trip. The sight of his little girl performing such an act would have surely killed him. I on the other hand, could feel the heat move from my face to my throbbing pussy and could not turn away. I watched as she licked his shaft up and down then tried again to take as much as she could down her throat. I found myself leaning over the sink spreading my legs further apart, I could feel my juices making tracks down my inner thighs. My. A first. ‘In the context, first, of your becoming one, followed by the context of your handling one.’ Finally she looked up at me. She appeared suddenly ashen. ‘I–don’t know,’ she admitted. ‘To the first, at least–I don’t know.’ My brow piqued. ‘And to the latter?’ Breathing in deep, she sat up straight and rigid. ‘I can hold my own well enough.’ She began to offer a half smile, then thought better of the choice, instead, she turned her attention to her purse where she dug out the once-worn. Phir aap mere land ko chusna suru karogi, mera land phir se taiyar ho jayega, ekdam solid, hard aur lamba, aapke chut ke andar jane ke liye bekrar, aapke bur se milne ko taiyar, is beech upar ke sare khel chalte rahenge. Phir se aap garam hokar aahen bharne lagogi aaahhhhhh wwoooohhhhh isssss aaaaajjjjaoooonnnnna mere bur men apna land dalo na jaldi karo na phir main aapke tango ko phaila kar apna land bare pyar se dheere se aapke gili chut ke upar rakh kar dheere dheere ragrunga aapke clotis.