So maine unhe kaha ke aap apni bacchi ko meri window seat pe bitha do .to usne pehle mana kiya ke aap kyu hat rahe ho. So maine samjhaya ke baccho ka ...dil nahi todte . Aur main bazu ki seat par baith gaya aur uski bachhi ko window pe bitha diya.Maine uski bacchi ko bahut khush kiya. Means snacks khilya iphone diya. Aur uski maa bhi khush ho gayi mujhse. Usne mujhse poocha kaha ja rahe ho. Maine kaha rewari. So usne bhi kaha ke woh log bhi rewari ke paas hi ja rahe hai. So main usse flirt karne. She skittered over the words until they became a litany of jumbled obscenities.Faris was oblivious to everything other than the feel of his daughter’s warm body under him. His dark reasons whispering to him as he bucked on top of Anaisha. He hooked his arms under Anaisha’s legs and raised them to give himself better leverage, his initial control started to fray as he fucked his semi-conscious daughter.He felt spittle on his face, Michelle yelling at him: “Fuck her!”, “Fuck her hard, fuck her. I let him have his fun as I slide the skin-tight garment off, bending forward with a purposeful push of my ass against his crotch as I slip it over my heels. They, of course, stay on.I walk over to the bed and stretch myself out on the edge of it, legs spread an eyebrow raised in silent demand. He obliges without a second thought, dropping to his knees between my legs and pushing them further apart as his tongue darts between the wet folds of my pussy.He then goes straight for the clit,. I knelt in front of him and his thighs parted to show his erection, smallish and thick, but hard, and my mouth closed around it my tongue swirling around its head, my efforts rewarded by his groaning.He gathered my long hair into a long strand and gripped it tightly, using it as a wanking aid, as my mouth slid up and down his thick fleshy shaft, his knob end never leaving the warm moist sanctity of my mouth.He was closing on to his ultimate aim, now I had to act, and I pulled my mouth free from.