She frequently crossed her legs (I had mentioned to her how I admired the clingy-ness of her leather pants on her legs). I believe it was intentional....(Granny Here: he's right - it was intentional). The session ended, she stuck around at the front table, and waited until everyone else had left. She came to me and said, "Exceptional job - you are a home-run hitter!" I thanked her and suggested she take my business card. "You want me to call you?" I said, "Yes - let's connect!" She smiled, tilted. I met her parents too, and they seemed none to keen on me hanging out and drinking with their daughter. We spent the next few hours drinking and talking. Throughout the course of the evening, we would steal a kiss here and there while making our rounds at the party. After sunset, the drinks started to flow more freely and the party got into full swing. We played some drinking games with our cousins, hung out by the bonfire; all the while doing my best to keep my hands to myself (too many. Like piss shivers, but raised to near-orgasmic levels. This was only enhanced by Tessa determinedly lapping away at my ass and taint. Lacy moaned softly as she felt my piss flooding her throat - while she loves the taste of her Daddy's piss, there was no way she was even getting any right now. I was lodged so deep in her head that I was pissing directly into her stomach. Nonetheless, the sensation of her Daddy's fluid being deposited into her body made her shiver with an intense orgasm, and her. I wanted to touch my cock before she corrected her saree or else, I will lose the view.Her deep navel was still visible. I inserted my hand inside my pants. Slowly, I touched my cock and started to rub my cock inside my pants. Suddenly, she hid her belly with the pallu and I was disappointed.I was slapping my cock on her face and squeezing her breasts in my mind. Somehow, I managed to take my cock out of my pants and placed the bag over it.I wanted to cum only when she gave me a good feast like.