Yet at this point, as our media is taking a closer lookat my daughter and her fianc?, I do not believe I have any choice, if wewant the truth to be he...ard, and not fabrications and lies. It is my ownfault as I have always believed that what goes on behind the closed doorsof the bedroom is nobody's business and have therefore not revealed thecomplete nature of my lifestyle. Not because I would deem it shameful butsimply because I was never asked to do this. As the president, I wastrying to set an. We took off her shirt and bra andwe stripped her of her panties. then we turned the fucking machine full level. it started really hard. mrs patel screamed into her ball strap ans the fucking mackine mercilesly penetrated her. after an half a hour, we took the fuckingmachine off and then i penetrated her wet pussy and began ramming hard. mrs patel thrashed but the rope tightened. she stopped thrashing. i pinched her nipples as hard as i could. then my friend penetrated her ass.i rammed. The folks were home!!In seconds he pulled out of me, his motion was so fast that I was inexcruciating pain!By the time Michael has his clothes on, I was still lying there on my bed,curled up in pain.He pulled the sheets over me and sat down at my desk just as dad knockedgently on my door, "Mike?" he called and then entered. He must have thought that i wasasleep, as i was very still . . . Mike stood up, miraculously with hisweiner tucked in his pants . . .The two spoke softly outside my door,. He grinned back, with only a little bit of embarrassed flush in his cheeks. Jen slowly ran the fingers of her right hand down the exposed flesh to just below her breasts, then tugged at the edge of the robe. Open another inch for a long second, and then fully closed. Dave let out a deep sigh. Jennifer playfully punched him in the arm."She's not showing you anything you haven't seen before." Jennifer's eyes danced merrily as Dave turned to her, smiling in return."Maybe not, but it's still nice.