But, I was about to be told a revelation that would be just the first one that day. Being curious, and knowing she was at a point where she wanted to ...ell, I asked who the father really was then. She paused for a moment, and then said that she wouldnt have said anything, but what I was doing to her pussy felt just like her daughters father did. Then she hit me with it&hellip,Mark was not the father, but MY father was the actual father! She proceeded to tell me about how it all started with the. Us time uske ghr koi nahi tha maine usse pucha to wo boli husband dubai rehte h kaam se and baccha hostel mai delhi mai h. Jaise he mai uske ghr ke andar pahocha aur usne darwaja lagaya to maine unse unka naam pucha unhone bataya het*l. Phir maine unhe sab sach batane ka socha aur mai janta tha sachai jaanne ke baad bhi wo mujhse legi kyuki wo bahot garam thi pahle he shayad chudai ke baare mai soch kar he.Wo paani laayi aur chai bhi aur phir main uske paas baitha aur dhire se uska haath pakad. Since you only get to flash truckers, I thought I could get us a couple of rooms at the motel and open you up for business. My son is expecting us and has already made arrangements with the truck stop to send any men looking for pussy to us.Harold's son, Mark, was fatter than Harold but looked a lot like him. He insisted on showing me to my rooms. Harold said he'd watch the office. Mark walked me to the two end rooms. They were connected but very small with a double bed in each room. Mark. ... I still hesitated a bit, so she stood up, looked down at me and asked: ‘Wouldn’t you like to show me your bedroom?’ I felt like a school-boy ... I got up, took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom ... totally aroused I wanted to hug her and slowly undress her – but she had other plans!In a jiffy Anita had stripped ... of course I didn’t want to be left behind ... I felt a lump in my throat while I hastily undressed .... Without further ado, Anita laiy down on the bed ... her skin was.