"I pointed at the file folder on the table. "The fact that this is aboutas thick as a twenty-seven year old photo album in my living room tellsme that...she's on watch. What the hell did you need to say it for?"He pulled out another file folder. "This is a file on your daughter'sfirst meeting with Gustav Hammond. She's done an admirable jobintriguing Mr. Hammond." He slid the file over to me."I knew that. All you're doing is proving that I'm a damn good father,considering you've told my nothing. It was not seen with any doubt when, Santosh’s mother Rashia talked about this and that with Amar and even asked him to come to her house for some evening of spending time together. Amar sure was also going crazy for her awesome looking ass and perky breasts, his cock always aching to fuck her and she also kept catching him while staring at her breasts or the middle of her body.Rashia was now the true fantasy for Amar. Every time he visited Santosh’s house, he saw her in a new light. His eyes. Each time I felt a stream of baby juice shoot into my unprotected cunt. I thought to myself, Swim little sperm. Find your way to my eggs and give me a baby. The pleasure of the sexual feeling combined with my strong desire to achieve pregnancy caused me to have an orgasm stronger than any I had ever had in my life. Over the next hour I had an uncounted number of orgasms and each of them came inside me twice. There was so much cum that I could not hold it all and it was just dripping down my. She had heated the water up twice and he had shifted several times. At one point he had gotten up for a towel and she thought that he would finally cover himself but he had put it on the toilet seat instead. Apparently his ass cheeks were sticking uncomfortably to the plastic seat. “You know I would not believe one word of that if I hadn’t seen that little fucker myself, not to mention feeling the affect you have on me every time I get near you. What next though, you say you can fetch him onto.