His was a thing of beauty, like it was crafted from blackened steel, like it was styled, designed to hold up a building. And I wanted it in my mouth ...again, but he had other ideas. We stood before each other, and he reached into my bra, to pull out the stuffing. "You won't be needing these." He pushed the bra up over my nipples and gently sucked on one, before switching to the other. God! Everything this man did was sensuous. Everything he did felt better than anything else I'd ever had. . I was fine last night. I was pretty boring. I just laid in my room and watched a movie."For the rest of that day, the event of Saturday night played over and over in my mind. The clothes on the floor. Kara’s moans of pleasure. The feeling of my toes curling as I blew several wads into her. I could only ask myself one burning question, and that was if I would ever see her again (spoiler alert: I did). Despite my balls being thoroughly emptied last night, I jacked off in the shower thinking. Dad: What? Let it go..Riddhi: Come on dad. I am asking you to unhook my bra.Dad: Please have some respect for me.Riddhi: I love you more than I respect you. Now please avail the situation.Dad: I cannot do.Riddhi: Do me a favor, I am minding anything then why you become so shy?Dad: Ok, Do I unhook your bra?Riddhi: yeah, go ahead.Dad’s hands were shivering and when he touched my back. Oh, my god, I shuddered completely. The whole body started tingling. I was breathing heavily so was the dad. Dad. Daisy's mum softly followed a common line of questioning of who mybaby's father was and how Daisy and I had come together. I senseddisapproval that Daisy should so publicly fall in love with anunsuitably pregnant woman, and did my best to ignore their coolness.They thought I was some kind of freeloader, taking advantage of Daisy'svulnerability after Connor had left and you could somewhat forgive themfor that - she was providing everything for me. The funny thing wasthat it would all be proven.