Her father knelt by the side of her bed. Time froze and lost all meaning for two people. Shahnaz felt, but barely saw her father's face in dim light, ...ove towards her. She felt his lips touch hers ever so gently. He whispered without moving his lips away, "I managed to find the hooded thief for you Shanu baytee. He is all yours. Do what you may with him."Shahnaz sobbed and her arms flew out of the sheet and she wrapped them around her father's neck as she pushed her lips against his. Akbar. She moaned loudly and pushed hard against him. She squeezed her right nipple with her right hand, and thrust her left hand into her panties. She rubbed at her sopping clit while Carter tickled her puckered brown hole with his hungry tongue. “Shit,” she breathed. “Lick my ass. God!”Carter was insane now, his sole purpose life was attacking Rachel’s sweet fatty bum. The smell of her aroused twat inches from his face made for a burning temptation for his oral efforts, but she’d made her demands. Everything was fine. No. Of course, we've to pass good times together and bad times as well, like most of the couples does. After a time our relationship was getting cold, not all because of her, as most of the married men said, but because of me too.I've been always sexuality active and with a spicy imagination too. I hate routine sex and tried too many times to made involved her in my desires, but never find a good ending.Another side of my life is that I've been reached to be in charge of. Ok now the story starts as I was small I used to be used by my sisters and mother but I don’t now that I am being used but I enjoyed after coming from school they tell me to be in my underwears only at home, but they used to be clothed in our home (as I said we do potty in our bathroom) I wanted to do potty they said that I should inform them and 1 of them will be there with me and after fineshing they will wash me. One day it was my summer vaction so I was at home and every body was at home.