Don't you, sweetheart," Jack murmured as he pushed his hips forward. The young girl's hips raised upward slightly as the head of his cock pressed hard...against her deepest flesh. "Sure you do, Tina."Jack began to fuck the young girl with slow deliberate strokes. Unlike his daughter, Tracy, Tina was adequately lubricated, but not overly so. Both Tracy and her mother had very active vaginal glands which produced copious quantities of lubricating mucus when they were aroused. Tina, on the other. He barley made eye contact with me as he said, “Will you really let me fuck you?” I laughed and knew that I had him. He knew too, I guess this was his way of justifying to himself all the things I would make him do. “Maybe, if you are a good boy and do everything I tell you to.” He stood there, acting like he was thinking about what his answer was going to be, but we both knew he already made up his mind, and we both knew he was going to agree to what ever I said. “Ok.” “Ok, what? I want to. After a min, he asked me “can I dance with your wife?”Me: sure, I take a phone call meanwhileShruti: Janu I am not feeling dancingGuy: please come you will love it and he looked directly into her eyesI insist her to go, I took my mobile and went out from there. She thinks I went out and with no choice she goes with him to dance. He says mam, my name is Ramesh, what is your name?Shruti: Ji. Shruti (Shruti) (she was very shy) first time with someone she just met.Ramesh: beautiful name. She opened it a crack and peered out, checking out the empty street, then practically pulled me inside.“Hi,” I grinned.“Hi yourself,” she said breathlessly.She was in a light tan summer dress today. Barefoot, with her flame hair up in a wild mane of big curls. Her pale skin looked soft and smooth and her hazel eyes had a flicker of golden flecks in them. She had applied a small, tasteful amount of makeup.“So...” I said shyly, not even sure if I should take my shoes off.“So,” She replied with a.