“Ah! Oh my God…this is great…ah!”I was struggling, as usual. After doing that, he started finger fucking me as he used to and my entire body w...as moving on the mattress, harmonically, shivering nevertheless. My moaning was breaking as well and when I looked at him, I saw his Jaws tight shut, meaning that he was putting his maximum effort to that. I could not say a single word due to the sensation.When he stopped it, I was covered with sweat and as soon as he stopped it, load after load my juice. Why are you still single? You’re much older than I am.”“I was married once, in the U.S., but it didn’t work out. I married for love; she married for money. It turned out badly so I’m single again.”“I’m sorry it didn’t work out, but I’m glad you’re single again.”“Yeah, so am I. What do you think? Want to try something else tonight?”She smiled slyly, “Will it hurt?”“Maybe… maybe not.”“Oh, I hope so. I love sex when it hurts. I bet you want to fuck my ass, don’t you…unless you’re into S and. They changed positions and it took around one hour and both came together. Mom went to the bathroom and came back in 2-3 min. (This time she did not finger herself to orgasm). All this made me horny and my panties became wet. I too wanted to enjoy Bahadur. God helps those who help themselves. The D-day came soon. I was alone in the house. I called up Bahadur and shouted at him and threatened him to throw him out. He pleaded that it was my mom who blackmailed him into such activity as she caught. " They do fit you well." A little giggle escaped Britt's lips. "Your balls aren't even sticking out." That's a major consideration," I added, smiling for the first time during this latest father-daughter debacle. "Besides, there's not much to stick out."The back of Britt's right hand thumped my chest, nearly knocking me shoulders over heels. "Remember that, like, year-long study I did in college? In grad school? My thesis? Where I proved, sort of, that there really is a correlation between.