She choose her accessories very well, and was as light as dress. She was just carrying a golden coloured pouch, on her left arm she had glittering bra...celet and standing well on her platform heels. *She really deserved the Ms Fresher award.*“So when is that exclusive party!” Enthusiastically Anita asked her. “Day after tomorrow!” Rohini gave her the answer in a irritated voice. And got down form the cab at her place.Now she was all alone in the cab and the driver was staring at her all the way. Now I began fucking her slowly. Not the big rush, that I was in before, but with long deep strokes. Gradually, my daughter was begining to enjoy my strokes. I started thrusting myself more faster and deeper into her cunt. She was herself raising her buttocks and fucking herself back, at my thrusting organ !As I was fucking her, I asked her in lust, " Anu, is this how your husband used to fuck you too ? "She shyly said, " No Papa "I said, " Tell me how he fucked you, I want to know ! "She. ‘We can be home in the next hour or so, they will think we are having pizza.’ ‘I don’t want a ‘quickie’ and I am disappointed that you do. Let’s stay all night. You can pay for a full night can’t you? Or are you just going to buy us an hour?’ ‘They don’t sell by the hour.’ I said, not knowing for sure but suspecting they probably did. ‘So you would get just an hour if they do?’ ‘No, Colleen, I want to be with you for as long as possible. I guess I just thought you wouldn’t want to confront your. I got Jack’s staff stiff and proudly flying his horn dog flag with just a couple of strokes of my hand.I climbed on Jack and rode his rigid dick until we came together and collapsed on the bed. Jack ran home to shower and dress there. My pussy was pleasantly sore from being used as much as she was intended to be for the first time in quite a while. I wasn’t walking bow-legged, but I fondly remembered being filled with Jack’s cock with every step I took.I showered, dried off, and dressed in.