”She shuddered at the word cunt, her thighs pressing together, her tights rustling. “I shouldn't be. I don't like girls, Mom. I'm not like you.”...��But now your just so hot and wet for your mother, aren't you?”My daughter looked up at me. “I...I am.”“Good.”She pushed my skirt up over my crotch and let out a gasp. Her finger stroked my girl-dick held in the tight confines of my pantyhose. I shuddered, my shaft throbbing beneath her touch. She circled the tip, the precum bleeding through.“Mom,” she. After five minutes of commencement of journey she was unable to concentrate in reading and she closed the book. I thought that this is the right time to get introduce each others. I asked where r u going she replied that she is going to attend some medical seminar which is conducting in Cochin. I also introduce my self and started talking in low voice as the lights of the bus have been switched off and every one is in a mood to sleep.Now I got a naughty idea and kept my hand over the arm rest. She caught it in her hands and played with it while I was fingering her cunt. It was so tight and juicy. She started getting wet. She kept on saying,” Wowww…bhaiyya it’s so big and nice…I like to play with it”. Then I thought of doing it. I told her that it had a special reason. She asked what it was. Then I said her to wait and pulled her onto my dick now my dick head was at the entrance of her pussy. I slowly pushed her towards the dick and my penis now slowly entered into her. She was. I stood up and straightened my dress. Looking straight out the window, I winked at my admirer. ‘Follow me.’ I said, and walked out of the living room and into the spare bedroom. Turning to face Nigel I commanded, ‘Strip.’ He needed no second telling and moments later was standing in front of me, stark naked but for the cage around his cock. I motioned to the bed, ‘Lie down.’ I had hardly been in this room since my first dalliance with dominance, the rope I had bought that day, still coiled in.