Ever since I had my last c***d Peter my work as a librarian became almost impossible for me mostly because of my back, so now I write c***dren’s boo... at home. It would sound that we are the perfect family. Little did I know that my life would change.It all started two years ago when my husband Daniel was offered the position of chairman of the board for a new company called Erinak, we were all happy and excited. Though we had to move closer to the company, our lives were more fruitful than. Bahut sundar and beautiful feets hhh. To jyada samay naa lete hue story par aataa hu. Yehtab ki baat hh jab m 10th class me tha mere ghar par koi nhi tha. Uss time par meri ek gf thi jo abb meri malkin hh. So mujhe sex ka bahut shauk tha so mene pooja(malkin) ko phone kara and ghar par bula liya. Wo 10 min baad aai. Fhir mene usse pani diya and some snacks. Pehle mene usse kiss kiya aur wo bhi sath de rhi thi .Par jabb m thoda aage badha uske boobs ko touch karne ke liye usne mujhe chudaaya and. Just as I finished my inspection, they had at last managed to pull her dress down to expose her small tits to the warm night air. The hand over her face to keep her quiet effectively hid her features and stopping me from identifying her but just then she must have bitten her captors hand."Fuck it," he swore.For that instant, when his hand was off her face, it felt like a bucket of icy cold water had been poured over my head for I recognized her instantly. She was my youngest daughter, Jenny. I. I made sure I took time around her nipples and she moaned quietly. Bottom half now she said and pulled down what only just passed for bikini bottoms.I put cream on her legs and stopped before doing her bum and around her pussy. Go on she urged it's ok. I creamed her bum sliding my fingers betweenn her bum cheeks and then did all around her pussy but steered clear of touching it.Your turn now she said. I was shaking and my heart was racing. She had an expert touch. At late 40 my boobs have gone.