He is nice to us and everything; when he's in the country, he's always taking us to places like Disneyworld, SeaWorld and places like that but that is...maybe two weeks out of every three months. He feels like he has to 'make up' for the fact that we have no mother to take care of us so, if anything, he works even harder now than before to make sure we never lack for anything. But we hardly ever see him. We were raised by servants and tutors hired by Father. Apart from the kids at summer camp,. He was a well built man in his early sixties. I smiled and averted my eyes,” and what type of a man you are papa?”“The type who attacks a woman as attractive as you are when she is dressed like this and then takes her to bed strips her naked and takes her till the time he is satisfied,”I shivered and stood before me before finally having the courage to speak,”but you have not attacked me till now,”“because you are my bahu,” he said keeping his drink glass down.“Not anymore I am divorced. Indeed did she succeed in teasing herself past her inhibitions, now solely driven by the need to fuel the furnace of carnal need that brewed in her nethers. A hand soon crept up over her stomach, tracing along the perfect curvature of her mid-riff and causing her nerves to be set ablaze when it moved to encapsulate one of her supple breasts. They were truly perfect handfuls, small enough for her to wholly grasp but big enough to fill her palm and fingers. She squeezed eagerly around it, drawing. It is warm and tight. It is drawing me into her and I know that she will forever be my fantasy girl. As I go deeper I can feel only the sensation being driven into me from my cock. It has never been so hard and I fit inside her like we were meant to be together. As I get half way in she starts to pull away! Oh no, what is she doing? She still has a hold of my cock at the base and I can’t move. As I see the head of my cock start to appear between her lips she stops and starts to push back into.