," The laughter became a shriek. Timmi's howling made itdifficult to understand her.Bobbie started to look alarmed, but the infectious smile and laugh...ercalmed her almost immediately. "Wanted to what," Bobbie said as a smilestarted to creep across her face like last week's cottage cheese."But he's so..." Timmi held a thumb and forefinger apart by scantmillimeters.Bobbie burst into laughter."Said I didn't mind last week... was that..." Timmi's mouth formed an 'O'in surprise as she figured. Suddenly I heard a noise behind me. Ronnie had finished her shower and was standing there. She couldn't see everything, but she knew what was going on by the head bobbing and slurping noises. "I'm sorry. I'm a little hungry." Her face was beet red, but she didn't move. Chelsea released my cock with a loud pop. "Sure sweetie. The kitchen is right there." She pointed behind her to the kitchen and then went back to sucking me off. Ronnie walked right past us. She was looking straight ahead but I. My other hand was rubbing her boobs and feeling the warmth of her bare skin. After sucking her boobs for ten minutes I climbed over her and kissed her throat. I removed my shirt and my bare chest was pressing her naked boobs.She wrapped her arms around my back and gripped me tightly. She was caressing my back with more passion while we were kissing. I untied her saree and undressed her. She was lay on bed stark naked. I looked at that hot dusky body and filled her image in my eyes.I moved my. As I thrust myself into my daughter's pussy with one long hard stroke she cried out, her voice trailing off in a sob as our groins met sharply, for a few brief seconds I lay still, savouring the feel of her pussy around my prick, her muscles gripping me even as she bucked beneath me to push me away. Then, like a wild animal, I began thrusting, there was nothing gentle about my movements, nothing loving just a desperate need for fulfilment, for satisfaction, a double-edged satisfaction of guilt.