Your eating pussy and getting fucked so good. You start rocking back and forth trying to get all of his cock deep in your ass. "Baby, you are taking y...ur punishment like a good boy. I place my feet on your shoulders and push you back hard onto his enormous cock. You gasp. it is so big. Then your orgasm starts. He slaps your ass causing you to lunge forward almost off his pole. And I push you back to be impaled. Slap, off again. Push, on again. I am franticlly rubbing my pussy which you have. Over the phone I also heard Chelsea call, "Yeah, thanks, Daddy!" Chelsea was a very close friend of my daughter's and she called me "Daddy" sometimes as a goof. "Don't tell my folks, OK?" I suppose that would be a conversation that should be between you and your parents, Chell." On the way home they both said very little. I remained true to my promise and did not lecture. Instead I thanked then both for calling me. They sat in the back seat and cuddled up together. They've been friends since. She was dressed in leggings and dress, with a deep neck and side cut which started above her hip. Her 38d size was prominent with deep cleavage.She told me to get fresh, as Sharad uncle is coming for dinner today. He joined in. He came in shorts and tee. And a bottle of champagne. He poured a drink for me and said, “Bada hogaya hai tu ab. Kya dekhta hai maa ke pass? Pi le. Cheers.” And we had that drink bottoms up.And then he came straight to the point. “Dekh Ankit.Mujhe teri maa bohat pasand. She hadn’t even had to send him the proof she had told him about. She was thankful for that. Something however, had been bothering her. She didn’t want his parting memory of her to be the e-mail she sent. She hits record. “Hi Brad. I wanted to thank you. I wanted to do it in a way that I could be sure you could really hear how grateful I am. I’ve been sat here thinking about the whole thing. I really didn’t want it to end like this. Thinking of the end made me think about how we first.