Wo thora muskurai and wohan se chali gai, 5 minute ke bad ek tiffin box le kar sidha us kamre me chali gai jis kamre ki jikar wo ki thi pahle,thori de... bad wo mujhe awaj lagai, sir please a jaiye,lunch is ready, mai thora ashamanjash me par gaya,mai uthkar kamre me gaya dekha kanchan plate par paratha,bowl me dal,kuchh sabji,salad parosh kar khar hai, muskura kar boli,sir yehan ye nahi chalega ki ap bhukha rahe and ham log sab lunch karen, ap khana kha lijie please, mai puchha kanchan aap kiska. Don curls my body into him, spoon fashion, and I fall asl**p, exhausted. The next morning, I wake with Don looking at me. He guides me to my back and mounts me. What a way to start the day. His loving is slow and generous, making sure I have a climax before he unleashes his load of cum in me. By ten o’clock we’re sitting in a new Suburban driving to the five homes his staff has picked out. The first two didn’t interest me at all. The third looks like the one mom and I picked out in the kiosk at. "Let yourself relax completely. I won't hurt you." She nodded and smiled. He gave her a loving kiss, and then massaged her front: her face, her shoulders, her chest, her breasts, her solar plexus, her abdomen, her clit, her pussy. She was ready. Candice lifted her up while Joseph raised his pole at an angle to penetrate. Legs pushing him towards the head of the bed brought his cockhead to her anus and, with a blissful pop, at least for Joseph, through. Slow thrusts gradually deepened his. "Her ass was now a rosy red and my handprint dcorated her firm butt cheeks. She wa panting and heaving. Angry little sobs trickled out of her. That was when my life changed. That was when I decided to rape my daughter.I fliped her on her back and forced her legs apart. I held her down and began kissing her lewdly. I wanted her to know."Defiant slut, I bet you aren't even a virgin. You probably gave it away to your punk boyfriend. Well I've got news for you, if he can have you so can I. After.