After that she poured some of the chocolate sauce on her foot, and ordered me to clean it, with my tongue. I obeyed licking her toes, her sole and eve... her ankle. The mixture of chocolate, her delicious flesh and the smell of woman made my dick hard again. Some more sauce was applied and I licked her feet again even after there was not a hint of chocolate in them. Over the table there was a bottle which contained some kind of oil. She poured it generously on her feet, until they were covered. Well, my dad is.So we were drinking and we been telling each other stories of what has been happening since I moved out and all.At about 10 at night my mother was so drunk she passed out on their room, so it was just me and my dad on the living room with our alcoholic smoothies watching tons of videos of me when I was a baby and growing up, they recorded so much.Since we were kind of drunk, me and my dad been making random comments on each scenes of the videos like we were just buddies and it. She is 5.6 ft tall, extremely fair, long hair and a curvy figure. Her boobs were big enough to make any guy go crazy over them.(To clarify Dipali is my mother’s cousin sister’s daughter) So both of our families reside in Bangalore. 5-6 years back we used to be neighbours and we were quite close to each other. Dipali was like my best friend during those days. She used to even teach me during my 10th exams. She was really a sweet friend. But later on, they shifted their home to another place. He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned the jeans letting them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them. That massive cock just bounced in the air.My wife licked her lips running her long tongue over her full lips in a sensual manner. She put a hand down between her legs rubbing on her hairy pussy. The cunt enjoyed this – she liked me being used by a man, she liked that he was destroying me. How could I ever fuck her again? How could a beat her bad enough that she would forget this bastard making.