We ended up kissing each other.Daddy did finally go soft. His cock slipped out of me with this plopping sound. I reached down with my fingers and felt...his warm seed dripping out of me. I brought some up to my mouth for a taste. My Daddy really pushed me over the edge that morning. I went into the bathroom and got cleaned up. When I returned my Dad was on his back and his cock was now erect once more. I knew I had to have him again.I got up over top of him and I took hold of his shaft. I slid. I was just shocked. I did not know how to react.I looked at my mother, she had tears rolling down her eyes. I held her hand, it had turned completely cold.“This is not me Rohit,” she said looking horrified. “You know me, right Rohit, you know your mother. Believe me, this is not me. I would never do something like this,” she said crying.She was holding my hands very tight, her eyes glued onto the screen in shock and dismay. And her ordeal was only beginning.The extremely erotic kissing scene. It looked simple but it was not in reality. So first think I did was to move out of my PG and hired a small room near to my gym. I made sure this locality was quite away from college. The gym I joined was in the ground floor of a very tall building.Not sure how many floors but it was very tall and no other building even half as tall as that. I purchased very cute pink outfits for my gym and boy I was turning ON just by thinking that I might get banged by huge **** soon.Day 1:When I entered gym,. "I said, put this on."Under her watchful eye, I did as she said and managed to lock the device back onto my cock, which instantly tested the confines of the cage trying to get hard."Your cock just doesn't learn, does it? Don't worry, it'll eventually get used to it," she said giggling, nudging my cock with her sneakered foot."Now, crawl out to the couch with me and worship my feet while I explain my awesome new idea," she said in her cute, bubbly little voice.Why had I broken up with this woman.