But surely you don't mean that you want that?" I asked my beautiful daughter."Don't you?" She asked as she slightly nodded her head as if to encourage...me to say yes.I was already very much turned on after watching my wife and son fucking downstairs. Now my daughter was almost pleading with me to do the same with her. It was completely wrong and dysfunctional, but desire had taken over. I grabbed my daughter and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist and we started kissing like long. My mental baggage has to do with not recognising the signs that pass between people, like when a persons eyes dilate, which most people who recognise as a ‘come on’ signal, what inner chemical deficiency did I have that I failed to respond to these signals so keeping me a virgin until my seventy seventh year.Then there was my wife, who felt that each suitor needed to have her approval before any intimacy could occur, of course we would go out together, not with my wife, and enjoy some. You should stick with us. We’re headed in that direction ourselves, and we can make sure you get there safely.”She considered that. They were walking slower than her—she’d been catching up to them for the past half hour, and had just passed them when they’d called out to her. On the other hand, he was right. It was a long way to Four Roads, and this was only her third day on her own. She’d been taught how to travel and she’d been taught how to fight, but learning how to do a thing was different. എനിക്ക് നല്ല പിടുത്തം. ഞാന്‍ മെല്ലെ നടന്നു. നടന്നു നടന്നു ചേച്ചിയുടെ വീടിന്റെ അടുതെത്തി. പള്ളിയില്‍ അപ്പോളും ഗാനമേള പോടീ പൊടിക്കുന്നു. ഞാന്‍ രണ്ടും കല്‍പ്പിച്ചു ഗേറ്റ് ചാടി അകത്തു കടന്നു. പുറത്തു ലൈറ്റ് കിടക്കുന്നു. ഞാന്‍ പിറകു വശത്ത് കൂടി വീടിനടുത്ത് എത്തി. ജനാലയോക്കെ അടച്ചു കിടക്കുന്നു.ചേച്ചിയെ വിളിക്കാന്‍ തോന്നിയില്ല.അവിടെ തന്നെ നിന്ന്. അപ്പോളാണ് പുറത്തു ഒരു ആട്ടു കട്ടില്‍ . ഒന്നും നോക്കിയില്ല അവിടെ കേറിക്കിടന്നു. വെറുതെ ഒരു മിസ്കാള്‍ അടിക്കാം ഞാന്‍ വിചാരിച്ചു. ഫോണ്‍ ഒരു തവണ അടിച്ചപ്പോള്‍.
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