Maine apna haath uski janghon pe pherne shuru kiya idhar kiss karna chalu rakha mera lund tab tak khada hoke pant phadke bahar aane ko betaab tha dhir...e se maine apne haath ko uski naram si chut pe rakha geeli ho gayi thi chut uski golden colour ki baal the uski chut pe maine haath phirate huye uski ankhon mein dekha woh sitkariyan bhar rahi thi.Achanak usne mera haath wahan se hata diya main chaunk gaya maine pucha kya hua usne kaha yeh galat hai main yeh nahin kar sakti maine use pyaar se kiss. " "Is it my father, mistress, I asked? She laughed and looked at me the way she does when she is playing with acauc that is intensely suffering for her amusement. She has played with melike that more times than I can count. She can look and sound so sweet andseductive that it never fails to intoxicate me, even when she is doing themost awful things to me. She is the most horrible and wonderful person Ihave ever met in my life, mother."Yes Tink. It is your father. Shelaughed," He cleaned up. I then opened the top button of her shirt and then opened another one and finally opened all the buttons and could her her white cotton bra with nice protruding nipples. I cupped her boobs, took a part of her flesh in my mouth, and sucked it hard. I moved my hands behind her, opened the bra hooks, and removed her bra completely. It was a remarkable sight. She was completely naked on the top with her pants and shoes still on. She looked like a hot sex goddess.She was also loosing control and. As I alternated plunging my fingers into my warm wetness and attacking my engorged clit. I felt a rising pressure inside my body.I was so fricking close.Beads of sweat formed on my brow and I panted deeply as I ceased my onslaught and reached for the nightstand drawer, where I found my torpedo-shaped friend. It was shiny and silver and I could see a distorted version of my contorted face in its mirrored surface. I turned it on and felt the tingling vibrations of the device I had named Sam and I.