At 1:00, the doorbell rang. Jill slipped into a blue sundress, buckled on the sandals, and grabbed a bag containing flip-flops, towels, a change of cl...othes, and her purse. “Jill!” called her mother from the bottom of the stairs. “It’s Brad come to take you swimming.” “Coming,” she called and went downstairs. Brad, his dark, shoulder-length hair pulled back in a pony tail, wearing a tan bathing suit and a light green, nylon shirt, kissed her hello. “Mom, we’re going to Brad’s uncle’s place to. It didn’t take long to finish putting the boxes away. I asked Scott if he wanted to practice asking me out. “Really you would do that for me?” Scott asked Scott and I role played for a while with him asking me out. I even switched roles and showed him how I would ask him out. When I thought he was getting it okay, I told him that he should practice how to act on a date. I told him to hold on for a second and I would be right back. I ran upstairs to my bedroom and grabbed a bra. I had the idea. She was shocked by this action of mine.And she said please don’t put that dry thing. I was not going to listen. She was going to be fucked hard and rough. I inserted my dick straight into her pussy.That pussy was tight but after a few hard strokes, my dick was in. I started fucking her with full pace and force. She was crying in pleasure, “OHHHHH ANKUR, FUCK ME HARDER. YOU SON OF A BITCH. AAAHHHHH FASTER, DEEPER, FUCK ME, I AM SURE MY DAUGHTER DIDN’T MARRY YOU JUST FOR YOUR MONEY. ASSHOLE FUCK. "Oh, hi, Mom! How was your trip?" A period of silence, then Callie answered a question from Catherine. "Oh, yes, we just finished. And you were right, he is great! I've never cum so hard before." 'OH, GOD, she didn't just tell her that we fucked, did she?' I asked myself. Then my thoughts were interrupted. "Bob, Mom wants to talk with you." I felt the greatest trepidation as I reached out for the phone. "Hello?" Catherine: "So you and Callie just fucked, hmm?" I couldn't speak. I just knew that.