"I want to watch." Sherry said as she looked down at me. "Watch what?" I asked as the puzzled look was now on my face. Sherry sat up and grabbed my fa...ce in her hands, "I want to watch you fuck your daughter like you did the weekend I was gone. I want to see the look of ecstacy on both of your faces as you fuck like little bunnies. I want you to stick your dick in her pussy and drive it in and out of her until she cums like the fucking little whore that she is turning into. After she cums I want. She was not talking bout her ass but literally about the cheesy buns that she makes. But why did she bring up this suddenly? And at this very moment when her ass touched my dick.Chetan: No, masi, I have never eaten them. You never baked it when I was here.Priya: Oh, okay, don’t worry, I will make them for you. You will like them hot.Chetan: Sure.Then she took my hand that was over her bell and kept it across her breasts. She was holding my hand with both her hands and locked it between then. As she ran her tongue so expertly up and down my gland occasionally taking my spunk-bags into her mouth to suck on those too, she slid her free hand under her mini-skirt (one that I’d already tried on incidentally) and started to masturbate her clitoris as she did mine…I could hear her palpitations increase along with mine in the mutual excitement that we were both enjoying so much. The pleasure for me was SO intense and I think it was for her too, considering the kinkiness of what we were. There might be a perentie, but otherwise you'll be dependent on the tribes for meat and yabbies. But there's lots of vegetation. We're too far north to find quandong. But there are ooray over there." I pointed."Ooray?" Davidson's plum. And there's warrigal greens, but those have to be boiled. They've got more oxalic acid than spinach does. And there's midyim and lemon myrtle. And, of course, bunya." Top marks, again, Gordy." Thanks. I'd make breakfast tea from the myrtle. But the best thing.