Ham log kafi der baate kerte rehe tab shikha ne bola ki mai apne door ke paas hut um abhi aa jao,mai apne ghar se nikla aur shikha ke ghar pahuch gya ....Shikha ne darwaja dheere se khola aur ham dono shikha ke room me enter hue aur door lock kerke razai me ghush gye.Kuchh naya to tha nahi bas naya yeh tha ki pahle jab shikha ko chodta tha tab wah married nhi thi ab wo married hai means ab uski chut ko uske pati ne bhi choda tha.Ab shikha se baate kerte kerte 2 ghante ho gye aur ham dono ek hi. She seemed to know his body, his weaknesses, his deepest needs. Her fingers traced a burning trail from the tip of his chin, over his throat and down his chest. She could feel his heart pounding. She entangled her fingers on one hand in his chest hair, feeling his skin twitch against her touch. The other hand skillfully slid around his neck, she pulled his mouth again to hers, but she didnt engage him with a kiss, instead, she used her tounge and teased him, darting it in and out of his. And I have never cared how many guys a woman I got involved with before me had fucked her or she had blown, it never was a big deal to me and I did not care with this one, my future wife, either, but I was 100% sure only 2 men before me, no sex until with me for about 2 years before with me, I did not buy that at all. She could not go 2 days without a fuck, never mind 2 years! And since then I have found out I was right, after she divorced her first husband 3 years went by until her and I met,. I laid my head on his shoulder and we both cried. Yes, I cried, but not for mom. I cried for my daddy.We both fell asleep, me still on his lap, his strong arm holding me tight to his chest. I was the first to waken. Dad snored lightly. I didn't want to wake him so I tried to get up as easy as I could without disturbing him. As I shifted, I felt his thing, it was rock hard! I knew that most boys do wake up to a hard-on but this was a full grown man, and my dad to boot! Was he hard because I was.