“I want you Daddy. Please fuck me!” I blurt out. “Are you crazy?” “Yes I am! I am crazy about you Daddy! I want you so bad. Please fuck me...” I beg and my heart aches when I see the pained look on his face. “This... this is sick!” He says and I can feel tears now spilling more and more. “Please Daddy. Is it wrong for me to want you? I have never wanted anything so bad. I dream about you everyday. I crave for you every day. Please Daddy. I need you.” I continue to beg. “This is ridiculous!. ”“So what is your Jijaji doing?”“I don’t know, he is working in your room.”“Ok, bye.”“Bye, Didi.”I continued kissing her silently even when she was on the phone. Once she hung up, we went at it like two hungry people. As I saw little droplets of sweat on her eyelids, I decided to go down below.After kissing her navel, I blew some air over her pubic hair and she shuddered. Then I probed with my nose and smelt the fresh dettol cool soap with which she had taken bath. Next went my tongue, licking. Usually I used to go to Bangalore by my own vehicle as am running business here in Kerala and I usually have to buy lot of things from whole sale shop at Bangalore and will take it in my car and easy to be here.But on that particular week my car get damaged and when I enquired about the work shop man the accessories will only get after a week. So I planned to book for a seat in Volvo bus taking from Calicut. And I had got seat on the window seat of a three seated side. And when am in there were. He was probably pretty turned on, I know I would have been.I touched his cock and felt it twitch and he made a short gasping sound. I had never done this before so was totally playing it by ear. I figured I loved my cock sucked by my girlfriends whenever possible and I just loved the taste of pussy so I figured I might as well try to do what felt good to me.I pulled his waistband of his jockey shorts to let his cock fly upright. It was about 6 inches and probably average in girth; hell I had.