Ek din me morning me apni dauter ko school drop karne apne two wheeler se jaa raha tha ki mere two wheeler ka ptrol khatam hoo gaya . wo school ke liy...e late bhi hoo rahi thi , to mujhe ek rickshaw wala dikha mene use bulaya or use poocha ki bhia chaloge , itne me wo ladki bhi waha aa gayi or aake rickshaw me beth gayi , usne meri taraf dhayan hi nahi diya magar jaise hi rickshaw me bethi usne dekha ki me apni dauter ke saath khada hua tha . or jub wo beth gayi to me dusre rickshaw wale ko. I traced the outline of her tits as I continued kissing her, moving down her neck, to her shoulders, I was pinching her nipples, twisting them in my fingers.“oh..uhmm..”she moaned softly I slid the fabric of her bra over her tits, her nipples red as cherries, she was still rubbing my cock, running her hands up and down the shaft. As I glanced down I noticed garter belt straps and the tops of her stockings, My hand instantly slipped to her thighs, her legs parting a little, the heat from her. B tank to Jay ... It's all attached but they're not moving.'Me: 'I'll unstun them when you confirm that the oxygen tanks are connected.'Gabby: 'They're connected. THEY ARE CONNECTED.' She was getting anxious.Me: 'I'll bring them up slowly so they won't have much after-effect. Kray, can you take over killing the new born males?'Kray: 'Sure, dad.'...Jay: 'Wha... ?? ... What happened? Gabby, is that you?'Gabby: 'Yes, Commander. Glad to have you back. Can you accept command of the party again?'Jay:. He did this until just the tip remained, cupped by my painted lips, then slammed it back in. His cock forced itself relentlessly back into my throat like it was trying to reach my esophagus.“Mmrmph!” I tried to yell in protest, but my mouth was a little full at the moment.This became a pattern as repeated the motion, sliding it out ever so slow, just ram it back in. He went slowly at first, but quickly sped it up to a steady rhythm.My father was turning my throat into his own personal.