Dad-ise chuss chupchap Me-mujhe jane doDad-chuss rahi hai ya bulau tere bhai ko bahar aur vo tujhe nangi dekhe bol? Me rone lagi to dad ne mera chera ...akda aur apne lund pe laga diya aur chusane lage mein ab samajh gayi ti ab kya faiiyda nakhro se jo hona tha ho gayaAur mein niche bheth ke lund ko chusne lagi aur thodi hi der me vo khada ho gaya khada hote hi dad ne mujhe sofe pe ghodi banaya uar piche se meri choot me ek hi jhatke me lund ghusa diya unhone ye tak ni dekha phele se hi meri. “Go ahead and splurge honey. It’s your eighteenth birthday, so I want to get you something really nice.” She said. I gulped. Could I really ask her for this? What would she say? I had to steel my will and ask. It may be my only chance to get what I wanted more than anything.My heart was beating hard and my palms were sweating, but I had to ask. “I have something I really want mom, but I NEED you to promise me you won’t get mad.” I said nervously. She tilted her head in puzzlement. “Why would I. I’ve been looking at that bulge in your pants for weeks now. If you don’t, now, fuck the hell out of me, I swear I’ll tell the police you blackmailed me on WhatsApp !”I was awestruck. I was amazed and scared. I thought of Vedika as this shy, religious girl. But here she was, blackmailing me for sex. I had no choice. I got trapped in my own trap.“Alright.”, I said.I was wearing a nylon material boxers. A blind man could see my erection through it. Vedika had no mercy. She came close to me and. He also made motel reservations for the group.Each of the graduate schools was several hundred miles from their college. Seven students accompanied the instructor. They made the trip in a van that could accommodate the eight travelers. There were six male students, my wife, and the instructor. When Mr. Newman made the motel reservations he got three double rooms for the male students and single rooms for himself and my wife.The plan was to drive to the first graduate school, spend two nights.