Warning: Do not read straight through from Page 01 to 24. Because all pages will be publicly available, each page will have a disclaimer at the top to... remind readers to start on page 01, however, if you got to that page based on a reader-choice link from a previous page, ignore the disclaimer and keep reading that page. With this story I am trying something new. It took me quite a while to write and became a proof of concept. If it works, I will try new editions with different. She was masturbating . I can’t believe my eyes because she has a great respect in our family and society. She is meant for her good behavior.She shouted and scolded my dad,”you idiot you have wasting your sexy wife . If I became a prostitute I will earn crores of money . Your son has a big cock than yours you son of a bitch”. Oh rajesh fuck me ahhhh. I came in my pants I cannot believe that . I saw myself if someone speaks wrong about my dad she will slap his face . She has a great respect over. A sudden wave of conviction had washed over her as she tightened her grip around it and pulled herself upright to meet him.She breathed in an aroma reminiscent of French wine celars, timeless and delicious. She lingered in that moment before slowly moving her lips towards his. There comes a point where the physical magnetism tends to take over, allowing the poles to snap together as nature intended. This was one of those moments. She felt his smirk of satisfaction give way to the cool tingle of. She was gasping for breath, eyes closed and head thrown back. While he was focused on her right breast, her left had was cupping and massaging her left, harshly pinching and rolling the distended nipple. He latched back on to her with his mouth and started to suck hard once more. Taking a hint from the rough treatment she had been giving herself, he slid his hand up to replace hers and began to pinch the nipple, not twisting, but firmly rolling it between thumb and forefinger."Oh gawd," Mae.