" Daddy said as his hand moved faster and faster along his huge cock."Oooh..mmm yeah...ahhhh" I started groaning as I moved even faster and with even ...ore force. I would have cum by now...but I needed to talk, it had become a key part of my orgasms."Oooh....Daddy..." I moaned lustily before I knew the word had escaped my lips."Yes, my little slut? Do you want Daddy to fuck you, naughty girl?" he asked licking his lips.I was at the verge of an orgasm. Nothing seemed to matter to me anymore as I. She had a boyfriend there but I loved talking to her.The only girl whose tits I saw, she walked into the cubicle wearing a gold dress and turned to face away from me, reaching behind her neck and undoing the straps. The whole thing dropped to the floor there was nothing underneath, I was watching a naked late 20's girl squat naked squashing her tits outwards as she crouched. There was a big tattoo on her back that looked horny as hell as i was dreaming of taking her from the back. When. My god I saw boobs of my own mother he was crushing them like mad and my mother she was enjoying it like hell. Then he moved his head slowly below kissed all over her stomach. and then he snatched her Saree till bottom at the same time my mother undid her blows. Her black bra was still on. Now cha-cha lift her and in sitting position he opened her bra from back. Then he started kissing and sucking her lips while squeezing her boobs. Then he left her and opened the string of her red petticoat.. He came back and I was waiting for an explanation, why, you may ask, well if the truth be known, a lot of the photos looked like me.When I asked him, he was so cool, I began to wonder if he and sex had discovered each other long before I bought the laptop, but how could that be, he was just f******n?That's when I realised my own mistake, I had surrendered my own virginity at thirteen, so why should I expect my own son to be any different, suddenly that old saying my mother used to say to me.