My dick was still erect. We reached home its was afternoon. Mom prepared food for us. We both had the lunch. She was smiling wildly on me. I could kno...w her intention. she asked me take her again to garden. I understood her mind she wanted something hot. We reached the mango garden.There would be no one in our garden except my family. Since I was there to guard now my parent were in home. Chandra akka came back of me. Suddenly she hugged me from back. I could feel her boobs. Heart beat and dick. ”He studied me for a moment. The waitress came by. He ordered a whiskey sour; that sounded good, so I asked for one as well.“She gets that from you,” I said.“Does she?” he dared me.“Yes. You could’ve hung up in my ear. You needed to talk to me to tell me ‘Fuck off.’”“Fuck off,” he said. “I never back down from a fight.”“Neither does Sam, so neither can I.”“You’re not an idiot,” he said at last. I waited. “You’re using my daughter.”“No, I’m not,” I said. “I’m not going to explain that other. An ‘intimate gathering’, which in my mother’s language meant a full house. Family, friends, neighbours, classmates; the whole town was invited. He would be there as well; that was all I cared about.Dressed in my new frock, my makeup, hair and nails immaculately done, I was looking gorgeous and feeling quite the grown up young lady. My eyes discretely followed Father Moss' every movement around the room as I feigned interest in the never ending sea of well wishers surrounding me. As the evening. The room feels like it is spinning around me. I go limp and slunk a bit further down. He aint even fully in me yet. The blunt tip of his cock feels like it is punching me right in the cervix. Tiny jolts of electricity race up my spine and I jump upwards to relieve the pressure. As I do, I feel my juices enveloping the whole of his cock and seeping out of me. I’m a mess! I slump down, collapsing and easing the clawing of his packs as his cock eases up on my G-spot and cervix. Just lying there, I.