But I was wrong.We went into her bedroom and she pulled out the KY Jelly.She lubed up 1 of her fingers and began rubbing around her tight little rose ...bud.I watched her asshole pucker like a set of lips.Then I watched her finger go in and out of her ass slowly and gradually picked of speed.The she added a finger and did the same process.She slowly removed her fingers and her hole was wide open.She relubed 3 fingers this time and inserted them one at a time until she got all 3 of them in.She told. He could rotate the cig like cowboy cine actors.I was fascinated by his styles and many of my friends tried to copy him, success was very low. I took it as challenge, started smoking to copy him, and mastered very fast. But I didn't continue smoking but occasionally I used to smoke in parties etc. Here it was of some use to impress Shweta, as she liked it. She was very much pleased by this art every time she used to clap. After completing a cig, I asked satisfied. and shall we go. She said. The images swirling around my head were making me dizzy. From the moment she started I was rooted to the chair and at times found it hard to get a breath. Now that she was standing there having finished – all I could feel was raw lust I so badly wanted to fuck her myself. Never since my prostate operation – that made my cock lifeless – did I want anything so bad. Then she stepped closer to my chair. Do you want to touch my cock John? I drew back in the chair and cleared my throat. Say again.. Lifting up, he pulled the towel out from under his ass and gently cleaned up her feet, making sure to get all the cum off them, especially from between the toes.Alley pouted in her feigned sleep. She’d wanted to scoop it up on her finger and suck it off, so she could taste her Daddy and his cum. When Rob finished with her feet, she decided it’d gone that far, it could go a bit further. She was now determined to give herself completely to her father. She could tell he wanted her. She never.