I could feel her clutching her muscles around the intruder probing deep into her asshole, tightening and releasing my cock, milking it, trying to keep...me inside.“Yes, Daddy. Yes. Fuck my tight little ass. Fuck your little girl up the ass. Make me your little fuck toy. I need it, Daddy. I want it. Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck my ass harder and harder!”I thought nothing could be better; nothing could match the miracle of fucking my girl’s tight asshole. The tightness of her anal ring, the. Patel as he realized Ranjini wanted more. Ranjini kissed him again and said “It’s ok”. She asked him to wait and got back with a cucumber from the freeze. She asked Mr. Patel to suck her breasts while she masturbated with the cucumber. Mr. Patel eager to return the favor agreed to that.She lay on the sofa and let Mr. Patel suck her breasts. While Mr. Patel was enjoying her young naked body, Ranjini used the cucumber tostimulate her clitoris. Mr. Patel kissed her neck, then her breasts. Heslowly. I continued to stroke, then I asked, “Should I move up to the tip now?” “Oh, yes, please,” moaned Jim. I loved stroking the tip right away—it felt so smooth and warm. Also, I could tell that Jim loved it, too. He grinned. “Oh, yeah, June. That’s the way.” Just then some bubbly goo came out of the tip. “Is it over? Is that all?” I moaned, disappointed. “Oh, no, dear, that’s just his precum. It means he’s really liking it, doesn’t it, Jim?” “Yes!” he gasped, his eyes rolling up and his feet. She blinked at me. “Masturbate?” She glanced away, her cheeks spotting. “Of course.”“Do you think your daughter does it?”She squirmed, her hands clasped over her lap. “Probably. What does—”I raised my hand and gave her a comforting smile. “Who do you think she imagines when she’s pleasuring herself.”The mother swallowed.“Her father?” I asked.She gave me this sharp look. A shudder rippled through her body. Then she nodded. “Maybe.”“Who do you think about?”Her cheeks went bright scarlet. “Movie.