This both frustrates me and keeps me wanting more.It is my differences that he loves. It is his differences that I love. We are totally into each oth...r. We totally satisfy each other. We drive each other crazy… in both good and bad ways. That's what makes it hot. That's why it works.I’ll tell you the story of one of our best fights. It wasn't our first fight. We had been honing our skills for some time, working on our creativity, but I was particularly proud of this one.The night before,. Wanting more. I pulled back only an inch and then pressed forward slowly but firmly.“Mmmmmmmm,” she purred with her mouth full of cunt as my cock stretched her clutching vaginal walls as I fed her another three inches. She flexed the muscles within her and it felt like her tender young box was trying to pull me even further in. I pulled back about an inch one more time and then just bored it forward. She felt so incredibly tight as my rock-hard cock powered it all the way into her that I. Then he told her “shaku ek baar mera favourite rasta dikhao na?? aa?” and sat on the chair like a king. She was still standing . she was wearing a nighty brown in colour. Tight fitting showing all the curves. She smiled at him and lifted her nighty exposing her fair voluptuous thighs. Then she slowly lifted more. uncle’s mouth was wide open. Wow what a view it was. she wasn’t wearing anything inside the pussy covered with little bit of hair. Ramesh sniffed her bush and said “ good I don’t like. Fuck you! Fuck you! FUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!”She had orgasmed and at the peak she could feel the spurts of his cum filling her. Every sense down between her legs was working overtime and every spurt and dribble she could feel inside her. He was crying out as his cock jerked and shot his cum into the girl.Finally he slumped on her and they lay panting together for a while. Finall, he pushed himself up and looked down at her.“Fucking hell, Dad!” she said with a smile. “That was a bloody good.