Love truely is amazing. After sharing our weekends.We again kiss and whisper of our love. Her hand drifts across my chest softly and slowly lower. Fin...ers slide across my crotch feeling my cock through my jeans. It starts growing with desire as her fingers trace it's lenght. Circle the head rub along the ridge. My hand has slipped down her back and inside her jeans. First feeling her silky panties the crack of her ass. She has unbuttoned me zipper next fingers now teasing my pubic hair. She. Meri jangho ko pakad apne kamar ko mere taraf marte gaye. Main unke vaasna ke is roop ko dekh pagal hoti hui apni kagaar par pahunchne lagi.Papa: Jab tak main na kahu tab tak tumhari saza khatam nahi hogi.Main: Ah! Yes papa.Papa meri baat par apne dhakko ki gati bada diye. Aisa laga ki woh jald hi jhadne wale hai. Par woh jhade ya na jhade meri halat kharab ho rahi thi. Kyu ki main unki is berahum chudayi ke samne ab aur tik nahi sakti thi.Kuch palo mein hi unke lagatar padti dhakko ne mere. It was his way of “getting to know me” and I enjoyed the game. I also enjoyed the movies I found, but was drawn more to the stories. I am especially turned on by the ones that are (or FEEL) real.It made me want to share some of my experiences.I was a victim of abuse growing up, but like many I ended up falling in love with my abuser (my father) and my sex life is driven by the way he “trained” me. He made me his little whore and though I do not see him anymore, I remain his little whore to this. They hardly ever touched each other and she tried not to be alone with him. If he came into a room she left it.Whenever David tried to bring up what had happened she cut him off."It was a mistake ... nothing bad happened ... and it will never happen again in any case," she said."I don't want to talk about it David!" was all she had to say on the matter.It was during this period that David installed the wireless video camera in his mother's bedroom. He did it one day while she was at work;.