We want the magic, you know?" Yeah," he smiled at me, his daughter. "I know what you mean, Susan."Perhaps it was a silly notion, a meaningless one in ...ur technical age, but Katrina and I had discussed everything and we were agreed. Our only obstacle was finding the right man and I'd solved that, I hoped. My father understood what I was talking about too and that was a relief. He didn't seem uncomfortable at the thought of having sex with Katrina either. He was looking at her and she was lovely,. Amit called Anil to take a close look at the balls to learn in a better way. Amit said to Anil that you should know the length of your palm so that in case you forget your tape you can take measurement with your hands. Anil said can you sir please show me how.Mom was just standing there and enjoying their conversation and was in no mood to stop them. Amit asked Anil to take his tape and concentrate on how Amit use his hands to take measurements. Then Amit again encircled mom with his hands and. She was dressed in nothing but a skimpy pink bikini. The top wrapped around her neck, and back with thin black straps. Small hot pink triangles with black outlines covered the outer third of her tits, extending to cover the nipple. But leaving her entire cleavage exposed. The fabric was so thin that the outlines of her nipples were clearly visible.Her bikini bottoms were scandalously slutty. It was essentially just black strap, with a small hot pink triangle that covered her pussy, that. Give it to me...just like that...oh...oh...don't stop...pound my ass, daddy," I was wincing and gasping while trying to take it deep in my bowels.We were both sweating profusely in the muggy, 96 degree heat and because we were both basically fully dressed except for our pants, our clothing was sticking to us like we had been rained upon. Jay, put one foot down on the floor and one foot up on the seat so he could maneuver himself higher above me to get that downward angle. I was about five pumps.