His son would nurse at her breasts, as he would too. Even after his child was born from her, he would want her. He could feel it. She was delicious.Hi... tongue lolled out of his mouth, touching her skin, tasting the salt of her sweat. He pulled from her body, slowly letting her legs down, slipping down further so that he lay between them. His chin rested upon her mound, feeling the downy softness of her curls against his once more handsome chin. "Brianna," he whispered. "Brianna, look at me."Her. Throw on a towel when you open the door."Ally hesitated and asked, "You want me to give away my clothes?" Are you using them?" Not for now." Do you have a new job yet?"Ally kept quiet. It's not that she had a ridiculous amount of clothes but they were her things nonetheless. Now he wanted her to donate them all. This was a test. A test of her commitment to him. Maybe it was a step closer to moving in with him."I'll do it." Then cover the mirror in the bathroom with newspaper. You will also. While I was talking to my husband , Vipin came into the room and started clicking pics of me. I smiled and I posed. He blew kisses towards me. I did the same while talking to my husband. HAHA!! From where he clicked my pics, he could see my cleavage and my legs. I didn't mind it. In fact I was so turned on. I just wanted to fuck him so badly. I kept down the phone and smiled at him. And he clicked my pic. He sat down opposite me. I smiled and asked him why is he clicking pics of me. He said he. He was pushing it into me just like he did last Sunday in the hay loft. Only this time it was in my very own bed.He whispered,”You like that, sweetheart? ” “Yes, daddy! I know this is wrong, but it feels so good! I want to be your whore, daddy!” Grunting softly, daddy pushed his cock deeper and deeper into me until I felt it push against my diaphragm. While one of his hands fondled my tits, his other hand was playing with my clit and setting my whole body on fire. His cock started a gentle.