..buzzzzzzzzzzz....oh Sir i have to cum. Oh not so soon My slut. W/we have so much more to experience. With that said, Sir picked me up off the chair ...nd positioned me over the ottoman with my ass high in the air. slut you are being such a good girl today why stop now. With that said He plunged His very hard cock into my ass and i screamed in pain. He continued to fuck me and as i tried to protest He pulled back on my hair and said your ass MY slut has not seen the last thing to enter it. What. A few minutes later he asked his assistant to go get some important spare parts from a hardware store in the dadar market – an hour away. My heart leapt with excitement at the thought of being alone in the house with this hairy hunk! He continued working and before long at some point I switched from holding the ladder to holding his leg with one hand and the ladder with the other. He didn’t seem to mind. The feel of tight hairy flesh on my hand sent my blood rushing to all the right spots. It. She started playing with my asshole, and then slipped a finger into it."Is that OK, daddy? Am I making you feel good?" "Oh," I said, "my little girl is making daddy feel better than he ever felt. God I love you!"I looked down and as she took my cock back deep into mouth she was looking up at me. We stared at each other as my cock worked like a piston in and out of her mouth. She was dressed the way my daughter dressed as a cheer leader when she was 16 and 17.After a few minutes of standing I. Perhaps we have…yet each time it seems new and fresh. Each time I get that feeling in the tips of my fingers, all the way up and down my spine, which says this is a new and exciting thing. He deepens the kiss, and I can taste a hint of the sweet alcohol we’ve both been drinking. His lips taste like strawberries, with a tiny bit of that sharpness that alcohol lends to any flavor. The taste excites me beyond words, and I feel that telltale heat building between us. ‘I love you.’ He whispers.