Hu.Ab story b ata h shayad pakk gaye hogeYe baat kuch 2 year purani h jb transfer karake fbd aya tha job achha chal raha tha fir maine yanha p room b ...e liya room.M him do frnz rahte the much mahino baad use jana pada mujhe akele rahne ki adat nh thi to m pareshan sa rahne laga fir mujhe cmpny k gm mr. Sajay malhotra me bulaya or samjhaya or bole kuchh din yanhi p took jao jb achha large chale jana khir m vanha p ak hi din ruka or fir next day ghar p a gya mera mann nh laga ghr p b to bhar. She did and I pushed her to my husband like a piece of meat being tossed to a slave. He quickly pushed her on her ass and mounted her face. I never seen him like that always such a passive man a little aggression is good I thought to myself. Me and my daughter tag teamed his wood what a sight mother and daughter faces being smacked by a big black dick. We were truly whores at this point never did I imagine such a scene and I was okay with it. Confirmation he fucked my little girl she knew what. You split my thighs roughly and kneel between them, your cock poised at my weeping slit. I undulate beneath your hands and moan your name. I beg you to take me. Now. Please. Your smile is ruthless as you grip my hips and thrust yourself into me. You've sheathed your entire length in one quick thrust and the sudden sensation is nearly too much for me to take. I arch my back and press against you, feeling you move against that tender, sweet spot inside me. I've lost all control of my body; it. "Sa... Sorry dad, I just..." gulping she continued never tearing her eyes from my throbbing manhood.I like having her call me dad, though in truth my thoughts and feelings for her were way less then paternal."Storms scare me and Jessie won't wake up so I came in here. I am not sure why, but... I'm sorry." The last was said with a pout. Her lip extended and quivering, I thought she might cry.Opening my arms, palms up, in a gesture of "What the hell can I do", I was hid hard by a skinny, red.