Jab sab chale gaye to main us aunty ke kamre mein chala gaya.Usaka pati bhi daftar gaya hua tha aur raat ko 8 baje ke baad aane wala tha. Ab poore gha... me hum dono akele hi the. Maine pehle to usse yahaan-vahaan ki baaten shuru ki.Fir uske kaam mein haath bataane laga aur isi bahaane use baar-baar chhoone laga. Jab mujhe poora yakin ho gaya ki use koi aitraaj nahin hai to maine achaanak usaka haath pakad liya.Usne kaha, “Yeh kya kar rahe ho?” Main dar gaya lekin aur thodi himmat kar ke maine. Most of all though, I pity those poor girls who never everEVER get to feel their father's baby growing inside theirwombs; kicking and squirming their way to life inside theirbodies like they once kicked and squirmed inside theirmother. Such a sad life, both for you AND the poor fatherwho never once gets to feel his little girl naked next tohim in bed, her arms wrapped around him as she squirms hertight little tunnel down on his prick, and then loves itwith her body until he finally gives her. Dat je geschrokken bent is te zien hoor zei ik volgens mij heb je in je slipje geplast van schrik want het is helemaal nat.Toen pas merkte ze dat haar slipje inderdaad nat was. Ze schaamde zich rot, maar ik zei ”geen nood er liggen bij mij in de praktijk nog wel een paar slipjes die mensen vergeten zijn” ze zijn schoon en gewassen, wacht maar even dan pak ik er eentje voor je”. Even later was ik terug en gaaf haar een licht blauw stringetje, “hier zei ik trek dat natte ding eerst maar uit dan. Then Michael had made love to Dottie while Susan lay with them and finger fucked herself. Friday came and at 7pm Michael and Susan arrived at Bertha's room at the assisted care home. Dottie was sitting with Bertha - the black woman was naked, her legs spread, and Bertha was fingering her pussy. Dottie just smiled at Mike and Susan as they entered and told the 86 year old woman; "that's it Bertha, you fucking old whore, show your daughter what a slut you are." Susan closed the door but.