’ ‘Will you stop?’ I asked. ‘You don’t know him. Now, onto other subjects,’ I said, breaking the conversation up. ‘You were in college o...nce. I need help with my calculus – would you be the man who could help me?’ He laughed. ‘Sure, sure, no problem. When?’ ‘Saturday night, 9 p.m.? My apartment?’ He nodded. ‘Sounds good. I’ll be there. I really should get paid for it,’ he said. ‘You can be a real pain in the ass sometimes, as frustrated as you get.’ I pushed him playfully and laughed. ‘And. With my in-laws around, I was forced to wear saree much against my will. As the day passed and my delivery wounds recovered the libido took over. I now had a volcano below which had been sealed for almost six months and was now ready to erupt or rather ready to receive the lava, I was burning with desires. Though my pregnancy had virtually made me unavailable for my hubby for all these months, he had no natural reason to contain his erection. And being a man in our society, he had options to. Oh fuck me Father... Fuck your bad little girl's pussy... Fuck me hard and fast... Make me cum daddy.. Slam that big cock in my cunt... Ohh fuck me. Fuck your daughter." she moaned repeating the lines from the porno as he fucked her harder and harder "I am cumming aaahhhh!" Just as Samantha came. Paul let out a cry of triumph and flooded her cunt with his cum. It rushed and throbbed out of his balls, up his cock to deep into his daughter's cunt.As Samantha lay panting on the carpet, her father. After a couple of minutes, I saw her walking back towards me. Thought she got her shirt back. But NO! she dared even more and was walking back in the sand in her birthday suit. As guessed the shirt was lost forever. Walking in front of the couples and friends group, with her hands crossed over her breasts and pussy. she came near me finally and asked for her clothes and that her shirt was gone…me: Don’t cover up with your hands. I’m not able to see your tits. For the sake of walking with cross.