Her eyes lingered on his well cut abs. Nathaniel was 20 and like her had worked on the ranch his whole life and that the muscles to prove it. The wate...r dripped from his well tanned torso as he continued to walk the few steps it took to cross the bathroom and backed her against the wall near the door. He placed one hand on the wall, next to hear head and shut the door the rest of the way with the other, then placing it so that it mirrored the position of the other. Their eyes locked and he. She lowered Sudhir’s underwear and his cock sprang up hitting her face. She liked what she saw. It was a lovely 6 inches cock with almost a young teenager’s look on it with a nice pinkish glands .She adjusted her face and was soon sniffing the tip of his cock””!” She moaned loud enough for Sudhir to know the she was liking the smell of his cock.Mast Lund hai tumhara!” She said looking into Sudhir’s eyes.She got up and made Sudhir sit on the bed with his throbbing erection . Neha ,now on her. My wife is like an A Minus so I’m not good at judging bra sizes. Let’s just say D, for argument’s sake.“I’ve got barf on me, too!” And she removed her skirt. Which revealed a black G-string. And it was a tiny G-string. I saw absolutely no hint of any Iron Balls. What a body!I stood there holding my daughter in my arms, transfixed by this Melanie person. I think my brain ceased functioning for a full ten seconds. Hands on her hips, she tilted her head to one side so her gorgeous blonde hair fell. Sweet memories of yesterday ran through my head, as I lie awake in the bed, my wife sleeping beside me. It was raining outside quiet heavily. I remember all those things that made me the man who I am right now. There I lie taking a journey into my past.A young man of 18, I was a very lively man. I live in our small house in a small town in south India. Surely not alone. There was my mother, Girija who is a widow and she is in her early 40s. It has been 9 years since my father died and she spent.