I told him I couldn't trust myself if I stayed here, which was half the truth, anyway!Almost like a wounded puppy, he complied, and I told him as he d...opped me off, "I'll see you before I go home. Bye, dad."I should've gotten another woman's perspective right from the beginning! Men are such pigs, I thought!Aunt Celia kept her house in spartan shape. She didn't smoke, never married, yet traveled and dated right into her forties, now.When she saw us, she invited dad to come in also, but he made. After awhile, I realize that the driver is not taking the shortest route to my place. I look down between the bucket seats and realize that he is running his hand over the curve of your ass as he continually glances in the rear view mirror.He looks at me as if to see if I have a problem with him feeling your ass as you continue to swallow my cock in your throat. I nod in the affirmative; he reaches up, turns off the meter, smiles and continues to caress your ass, pushing his hand into the slit. His mouth was full with my breast but that did not keep him from moaning my name as my hands slid down the front of his lean body and I began to rub the erection that I could feel beneath his pants. Urged on by the strangled sound of my name and his tongue flicking from nipple to nipple, I began to undo his pants. My hands fumbled with the buttons. Straining beneath his pants, I could feel the thickness of his cock, begging to be released. In desperation, I finally yanked down both the pants. Wo: nhi lucky please aisa mat kar.Maine fir kuch bhi nahi bola or wo mujse chipak gayi or rone lagi ki tu aisa kyu karta h muje kuch bhi samaj me nahi aa raha tha ke kya kru mai par wo ro rahi thi to bathroom se awaj bahar na jaye isliye mai use room me le gaya wo ro rahi thi abhi bhi par wo muse chipki hui thi fir patanahi kya hua wo bed pe le gayi muje chipka k apne se or bed pe gir gayi wo roti roti or mai uske upar pada hua tha mera lund to jaise uske kapde me se nikal k chut me ghus jaye.