" he stammered, shutting his eyes."Yes we can, Daddy," Gwen whispered, raising one hand to lightly stroke his cheek, then pulled his face back to hers... pressing her lips to his. She nibbled gently at his mouth, and with a sigh of surrender her father began to return her oral caress, working his tongue into her mouth."Gwen, baby," he mumbled as he finally surrendered to his own unrestrained passions. Right or wrong no longer meant anything. All he wanted to do now was to feel his daughter's. Didi ki awaaz anay lag pare ..Uuuhhh … Mare choot….. Uhhhh main gaaaeeeee …Uuuhhh … Uuuuffffff mare choot kay andar lag raha hai esay bahir nikalo …Didi apne zoor say agay ko nikalti to wo pechay say or andar daal dayta …Or didi hil jati or saath pora mu khool letai …. Itnae main didi boli thora bahir nikalo mare choot phat rahi hai or main 2 baar discharge ho gae hon ….Mujhay saans lyne do ..Or driver ne apni speed kuch taeez kar di to didi boli … Esko bahir nikalo ab ..Mare bus ho gae hai. This was one of the larger holes so if I was daring enough I could stick my head through the hole but I didn’t.Now totally disappointed I sat back and returned to watching the lucky guy on the other side. While I was watching something flashed in my mind – let me try something else.I dropped my pants and boxers to the floor and stood placing my bare ass about 6 inches from the large hole facing the guy who was stroking himself. It only took about five seconds before I felt fingers gently. Walking at a decent pace towards the forest, he felt as if everything happening now was very… natural to say the least. Allowing his eyes to wander across the beautiful clear skies while his body automatically continued forward, he felt quite peaceful.After a half hour of walking he stopped at the “entrance” to the forest. The dirt path continued onward but mixed with undergrowth. There was a sign warning about certain death ahead for unskilled travellers.He looked up, and the thick trunks of.