We went out a couple of nights later to get drinks or something (this was several years ago and i don't drink that heavily anymore) she ended up stayi...g with me in our apt we made out and she really liked when i kissed her armpits and breasts. then let me eat her pussy and asshole. but we never had sex that night or any other night we just made out a lot. let me describe this woman i called her V. 5'4" tattooed on her arms, belly, legs, ass. she has a nice plump round ass breasts weren't huge. Feigning sleep, I rolled over and curled into him, ending so my lips were less than a half inch from his cheek, each of my breaths gently tickling him as my breasts comfortably pressed into his strong chest.He finally left, maybe two hours later, but I knew he had enjoyed sleeping next to his eighteen year old daughter, the continuous hardness against my thigh a graphic proof.~~~~~Daddy was still sleeping when I entered his room the next morning, a question burning in my brain as I urgently. ”“I’m glad to hear that,” I said. “But could you live with all us Yankees?”“I already do! You and our friends are pretty cool. None of them treat me badly and mostly they agree with me on important stuff like everybody mindin’ their own damned business and the government keepin’ its fingers out of my purse. Now, if they’d just accept that NASCAR is a real sport like you and me, they’d be perfect! Now, speaking of sport...”We made love, and as we fell asleep in each other’s arms, I felt a major. She closed her eyes as if she was really tired, I let her relax and went to the washroom to change and get myself easy. When I came out of washroom she was sitting on bed with a glass of juice in her hand she smiled at me and I sat besides her. After finishing her drink she said ‘jamil mere iss waqt tumhare paas hone ka maqsad pata hai tum ko.’“Jab tak tum batao gi nahi to mujhe kaise pata chale ga” I replied.“Dar asal mom ne bheja hai tumhare paas iss waqat to, laikin tumhari stories pad kar.