But before he got into a trance, he decided he'd apply something he had learnt. He conjured a mana-void and programmed a simple heat transference code... that regulated the temperature and humidity. Another way he had changed since he immersed himself in this culture, now he adjusted his environment to suit him, rather than adjust to the environment. He stilled debated which philosophy was more valid. Sighing he cleared his capricious mind that without his discipline would be inclined to engage. Giving one to Ken, she raised hers and said, "To you, Kenneth Jackson Bradley: I give you myself — body and soul — to do with as you wish. Ken, I exist to try to make you happy in any way I possibly can. You're my love and my life!"Looking at him over the top of her glass, she tossed off the champagne and broke the glass in the suite's fireplace. Then she reached out to him and he just held her tight.Finally he asked, "Darling, why are you so afraid I won't be happy?" Because I don't know. Main hasne laga. Usney apne mooh ko clean kara. Maine uski choot dekhi to uspe bohut baal the. Maine razor se uski chut ke baal hataye. Uski chut ek dum nayi thi jaise ki aaj tak use kisi ne chuha nahi ho.Choot main maine jaise hi ungli daali to woh uchal padi. Uska ched kafi chota tha. Main use bed pe le gaya aur uski choot ko chatne laga. Jaise jaise main choot chat raha tha woh mast hoti jaa rahi thi. Aur zor zor se awaaz kar rahi thi.Kuch der choot chatne ke baad uski choot poori tarah se. Daddy lifts my completely naked slut of a sister off of his stiff and glistening cock and stands up next to his bed, pulling her over to him. With her forearms resting on the bed she bends over, lower half sticking out a foot from the bedside, and braces herself for the high impact finish. I finger myself to the same pace that daddy's cock fills my sisters hole as he slams into her. Soaking the front of my panties from my arousal in the process. As he bottoms out in her one last time I hear him.