My daughter is the hottest one.How else do you describe two women - one who gets her own husband to screw their daughter and the other who lets him? I...am Dipak Dorba, and I happen to be thirty-nine years old. My wife, Shanti, is an even thirty-eight, and we have a very lovely daughter Neha who is twenty. Like me, my daughter got married at the age of nineteen, but unlike mine, hers wasn't a love marriage. Besides, my early marriage to Shanti can be attributed to her pregnancy, but Neha's early. Licked her belly button and even bit there. She was getting loud with her fingers moving in my hairs. I moved my teeth between her waist and saree and removed it with my teeth.She then took control, made me lie on my back and came on top of me. Removed my t-shirt and unhooked my jeans. She then removed my jeans along with the underwear. My dick stood up in attention and she was looking at it like a hungry animal. She moved down and took it all in her mouth. Sucking it, licking it feeling it. Her fists clenched overhead as the second and third wave flowed from her cunt, electrifying her back, arms, legs. The sudden tensing of his body and the spasms that followed coursed from his body to hers, triggering her own spasms. They both froze, pressed together, hot flesh melding, wet, slick. Just give it to me, Baby . . . pounded down from speakers above, from around them. Seconds passed with their breathing and heartbeats seeming to join. She hung gasping from the straps as he finally. Err."She came over to me and kissed me. I found my tongue entwining with hers. She reached and pushed my shorts off me and took my cock in her soft hand. She began to rub me against her moist cunt. It felt marvellous but I knew if she kept at it I would soon be shooting my load. She sensed this and stopped."Have you somewhere more comfortable than here ?" she said smiling.I took her hand and showed her to my bedroom. She immediately lay on the bed her legs spread wide affording me a view of her.