Suddenly I found that a stream of her lovejuice is coming out, I drink it all, and I found it very exciting. I did thesame till she came twice in my m...uth; I was cleaning her pussy area with mytongue so that none of the single drop of her juice remains as she asked methat she doesn’t want to get hurt with my big cock that why.I suggested for doggy style, forwhich she agreed. She went and stood like a doggy position requesting me to putmy cock inside her very slowly. That’s why I placed my cock. “I trust everything arrived on time.”“Yes sir,” Lissa responded with a smile. “Would you like to see? It’s all set up in the den.”“No, that’s alright,” my dad responded as he picked up half a sub sandwich. “I don’t want to interfere.”‘We’re getting ready to start the next round,” I said as I put my arm around Lissa. “Wanna give it a try? We’ll be easy on you.”My dad almost chocked on his mouth full of sandwich before he was able to reply. “Are you kidding?! I don’t want to make a mess. For about the next six months, Mel and I had sessions with the doctor to work out how we could live a normal life together.It took almost two years of therapy for us to get back to some semblance of our former life. We were still not as sexually active as we were before all this happened, but I thanked my lucky stars that we made love once a week. At first, I almost had to beg for sex but as time went on it got better and once in a while Mel would initiate lovemaking.That's my story, I hoped. My home was another 1 hour away from this part of the city. I was still having a hard time holding Swathi’s skirt back in place and my leg was really hurting from the fall. But the real twist came from Swathi, in a fit of anger that I was not allowing her to do anything, she ripped apart my shirt. Luckily I had my Spaghetti top on. I thought of leaving the driver there and driving back my way. But I knew I won’t be able to handle Swathi in this state and drive the car.Then the driver in a low.