“You are not going anywhere. I want you. It is happening, Daddy.”“Mercedes!” he gasped. “What we did... We can't do it again.”“Oh, we ca...,” I said. “And we're going to do more.” I released him and grabbed the bottom of my belly shirt. I pulled it up. My breasts popped out, round and firm. His eyes bulged as he stared at my tits. “Mmm, see how young and firm these are.”He groaned, a gurgling sound. It was so hot the way he stared at my titties. He couldn't look away.“Touch them,” I purred as I. When that was complete, she turned him away from Tracy's vanity mirrorthat they had been using, brushed out his hair and helped him dress.Pushing his penis back and his balls up into his body, felt strange butnot painful but was necessary to fit into something called a cache sex, agarment to hide his 'bits'. He didn't much like the tightness of thepanty girdle that had extra padding for his hips and bum and had garters,nor was keen when his breasts were glued on. But the feel of. She was talking about sex jokes and sexual sequences in the film. I was just listening. Afte she made the food ready, we both had food together. While serving food, I could see her clevage and her sexy face. She was purposefully showing her clevage and her saree falling down. But I was enjoying it only as I was a respectable guest to her husband. After finishing food, I asked for a pillow to lie down.But she brought two pillows, one for me and another for her. I was lying on the floor keeping. . suck your little girl's juices off your big, hard cock!"Dad went nuts on himself in reaction, and I had to pull on his head to get him off himself, or I think he'd have finished himself off, and ruined my fun. So I took his head in both hands and gave a hard pull, and went face to face with him. Frantically I kissed him, his whole chin awash with his slobber not even concerning me, before I backed off and looked him in the eyes. "Dad," I said, my voice now fully a woman's voice, filled with.