Roz subah uth kar papa ko naashta dena unka khayal rakhna pura din raat jaise k aik biwi rakhti ho magar shayad usse bhe ziada kunke muje papa se Pyaa... tha unke badbu Daar kapre dhona muje acha lagta tha aur underwear paseene aur muthh se gili tou muje koyla jaisa garam kardeti uffff aur apni pussy par rub karke he jharr jaati aik raat meri aankh khuli tou miene ungli karna shuru kardi aur zor zor se moan kar rahi thi tou achanak papa k kamre se bhe moaning ki awaz ayi aur jub miene door khol. You grab my hair and push my head towards your pussy. I lick your wet clit in curcles softly, sucking at it as well. Your head knocks back and you moan out loudly in deep pleasure, thrusting at my mouth with fistfuls of my hair. You gasp and moan looking down at me with lustful eyes. ‘Mmmm,good slut.’ you tell me as your pussy is even more wet from my tongue. You pull my head away from your glistening pussy and I look up at you,lustfully with a naughty smile as I blush. ‘Did you like. His hands were at my feet as he started kissing.. My legs are super sensitive and I jerked the moment he held my calf. It was a strong hold as I couldn't break out of it.. All I could do was mumble out a weak what are u trying to do… he said let's teach your husband a lesson. Came close to my face and kissed my lips again… this time thoughts were running wild about amit… I was slow but this time I responded by kissing him back. I held his neck with both hands and started kissing him. Dammit!”I rubbed her back and assured her it was ok. I said it was not a big deal and she could hop in for a nice hot shower. I pulled her pants down a little and she sniffled and helped me remove her pants. I could see a small wet spot on the bathmat she was standing on; she had drips of pee still on her inner thighs. She was now in only a tight thermal top and white ankle socks. I said “try to puke again; if you pee again it won’t matter.”She leaned forward and pushed a finger down her.