I know unsafe sex is bad, especially since I like to fuck like a sailor on shore leave. For whatever reason the idea of getting an STD to didn't scare...me enough to use condoms, but the idea of getting pregnant did. Alex and I had always had great sex, and so it was very frustrating how much difficulty we had using a condom.When I had first gone off the pill and told him we had to use condoms he complained. He said using a condom feels like clapping with gloves on. That first night he lost his. This causes increaseing of my penis size and it became hard, I think this was the green signal from her, but I don’t have courage to proceed further and but I am not controlling my feelings, so slowly I placed my hand on her shoulders at ones and take back. She was not scolding that time so I again gathered my courage and I placed my right hand on her, that feeling was nice and no one wont seen anything because of dim. Now my penis is pushing her back tightly. I’m caressing her shoulder and her. All I wanted was my husband’s dick for the past weeks and now his own father was doing the job for him...Suddenly I felt I could not fight it anymore, although it felt really wrong for this to happen. I was horny as hell and my father in law got that out of me. I could not deny that my pussy was yearning for his hard cock.“I’m going to cum inside you, babe… right now…” He cried suddenly.“No, daddy; please, do not cum yet… You have to fuck me some more...” I screamed desperately, feeling my own. My mama, when was alive, taught me so many subjects and even given all of the books he had written on Bengali fiction. He wanted to see me get famous and urged me to publish the stories in my name. This strange request timed back just couple of months before his tragic death. It was possible he knew about his fore-coming tragedy beforehand somehow. My mami was making rotis for me one night when we were vividly revisiting these old memories. Suddenly I could notice a tear in her eye. I feigned.