Or maybe I didn’t want to notice. The wet kisses passed unnoticed. He mentioned again that he had been thinking a lot about making love to me lately.... Gradually, the advances got more direct and forward. Somewhere along the line, I started to say no and it came out OK. That’s when I knew it was time. I was surprised, but I knew I was ready, due to his persistence. So I gave in. I was sacred, nervous, uncomfortable, but exhilarated, happy, excited, and curious. I actually found myself looking. Ka chudakkad hun laikin main sirf mast maal he choodta hun aisi waisi ko main ghaas bhi nahi dalta agar koi mumbai ki mast maal mujh say chudna chahay to bedhadak mujh ko mail kar sakta hay.bindaas rehna main sirf chodta hun or khoob mazay deta hun ab loogon ka jiyada time waste nahi karunga ye story meri apni hay kuch 15din pehlay ki agar maza ajaye to plz meri himmat badha dena mera id Aab asal baat ki taraf atay hain kavita bohat hi khobsorat larki thi us ki thi our wo bohat hi sexy thi. We got no nibbles this time. Could it be that we had scared off the gangs? Naw, it couldn't be that. We just must have hit a slack period. With nothing to show for the effort, we joined Martha in the car and headed home. As it happened, I was sitting in the passenger seat, still wearing my costume, Martha was driving, and Phobos was sitting in the back seat half dozing.Martha stopped at a stop sign and had just put her foot onto the accelerator when her door was pulled open and a voice growled,. The pleasure was dizzying. I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. I wanted to cum. Daddy was fucking my asshole like a jackhammer. He reached up again and pulled at my hair, making my head snap back. “You're such a fucking slut” He growled in my ear. “I fucking love you so much” I couldn't take anymore. I couldn't hold back. I needed to cum. It was a morale imperative. A matter of life or death, it felt like. “Can I cum Daddy?” I panted “Please let me cum!” “Cum you fucking whore! Cum harder.