M-ohh ahh babu jee apka land b to meri chut aur gand m moot raha hai mujhe garam kar raha hai kutte waise hi tera beta meri pyas nahi bujhata aur baap... hai ki chut m mut raha hai tabhi sasur jee ne apni ek ungli meri gand m dal di ohh babu jee ye kya kar rahe ho apni bahu ki gand m ungali pel rahe ho ab kya wahan se mera halwa nikaloge kya sas-hayee kutiya teri gand ka halwa khane mile to kya baat hai ohh kaise ungali ghuswa rahi hai aur land peUchak rahi hai aur land ko apni chut ke pani se. I lead my boy down the stairs and both his eyes and cock pop out with the excitement. Around us is a den of wall to wall bras, stockings, knickers (French, g-strings, crotchless, lacy, latex), corsets, babydolls and at the bottom some costumes (police girl, slut, maid, school girl). He pulls me close and whispers that I know all the good places and pulls my hand to his cock where I feel it bulging. I went round the shop, picking out a few items which just so happened to have my size right at. .. loaded up in the wagon ... headed west to Abbot ... right on Grand and several miles later we were one family among the many parking at the Il Forno. There was a line at the door. Daddy took us to the back ... to the kitchen ... where we were greeted with open arms, cheek bussing and much Italian. Daddy was known. We were seated at the kitchen booth ... and stuffed. Grace and mom had no anchovies. Daddy and I had the The House Special featuring salty little fish ... and everything except the. She climbed off me and resumed curling up next to me and at least pretending to fall asleep. My head was still spinning.Later that night, after her mother had fallen asleep, I was in my daughters room, pounding into her like a madman."God Daddy, you feel so fucking good, fuck me like this everyday!"Her mother was a very heavy sleeper, especially after a few glasses of wine. I started to get close and asked her if she was on birth control, she practically gasped, "No Daddy!"I told her I would.