Looking at daddy he had spilled his coffee stuttering to himself. I grabbed a dishcloth to clean up the mess when I noticed that daddy was bulging aga...n. I turned away blushing, thinking about daddy and realized that I was extremely wet thinking about it. wet enough that my thighs were coated with my sticky juice. Daddy seemed to notice. He coughed and said come here kitten. I turned and said Yes daddy. I walked over to him and straddled his lap, facing him, I asked him whats up daddy? Daddy. . Uski gand meri thighs se takrane lagi aur woh mere lund pe upar niche hone lagi aur uski uchalti hui chuchiyonnnnnnn ko maine hathon mein dabake masalne laga aur kaha aaj tujhe rat bhar uthak baithak karwaunga..woh boli oh rohit bad chodteee chale jao mujhe chod daaalooo tumhare lund pe to main zindgi bhar uthak baith kar sakti hun meri jaan bas chodte rahoo mujhe…mujhse dur jaane ki koshish mat karna warna tumhara lund katke humesha ke liye apni chuth men ghusa lungitumhare lund se chudwate. Wearing no bra, your wonderful breasts, bounced free. Tossing your shirt up to the bar, you quickly shoved a shot glass, down between your heaving mounds. You reached under, pushing them up. "Filler up, Mister." you said grinning. Everyone stared as the golden liquid, splashed from your breasts, filling the glass. We all cheered, as you bent down, lifted your breasts, and gulped down the shot. I squeezed the lime into your mouth and gave you a lingering kiss. "I'm next!" Kari exclaimed,. She has my attention now. I begin grinding my ass back into her and our rhythm harmonizes; two bodies, one unit of building pleasure. Her right arm slides between my arm and my ribs and I feel her freezing hand seeking warmth start at my belly working it's way up to tweak my nipples, first the left, then the right and back to the left. I begin purring back at her and my back arches in response to her attention. I'm not thinking about sleep anymore. I'm thinking sleep would be just about.