(From here on the narrative is from Amy’s perspective) Amy was still searching for the room keys.Amy: Where did I leave my key? I’m not so sure if...kissing dad was a good idea. He’s such a nice guy. And we are getting along so well. I think he deserved it.She kept thinking about what just happened.Amy: But the way he looked at me. Weird. He looked like he didn’t want to kiss me. All right, let’s not think about that for now! I don’t want Elena to find out. She always knows when something is not. We talked for a few minutes, I told her about the race and that I posted pictures on Facebook. When we were finished I sat back down with the girls to finish my meal.Amber asked which daughter it was as she pointed to a group of pictures on the wall. I told her the brunette in the shorts in the large one with the ornate frame. Both girls looked and complimented me on having such lovely ladies as daughters.We finished breakfast and I did the dishes while they talked at the table. When I'd. She went to her bedroom for rest I continued to watch tv,at around 8pm, mama phoned and said they are all staying at wedding house for the night because it was raining and our relatives were insisting, he wanted to speak with mami, I took phone up to her room, she was in bed,i gave her phone and sat beside her, pressing her legs, she was wearing tight black and red salwar kameez, I was pressing from feet to knees and after she spoke to mama, she cut phone and said ‘oooh munna that’s good,. “How are you feeling, weak little man?”, I teasingly asked him.“Just like you said Madam, ‘weak’! I beg you to take me to that bed. I have no strength whatsoever to rescue my cock and balls from your grasp. Thank you for letting me hold your big ass to stay warm.”, he declared as he pressed my ass cheeks a bit more tightly.That young scoundrel had understood the game which I wanted to play without me telling him. He wasn’t frightened anymore and didn’t dare to show his excitement at the same.