In fact, I recorded everything. If you want, I’ll give you the video later, Rose.”“You recorded?!”“Yes, it’s important to record, there ar...e several reasons for that.”Rose was silent and blushed a little, but was happy inside, since it was an important moment in her life, it is important to record important moments.“Eros is important too, of course, all kinds of love are. There are those that are not so important, at least not now, but that have their meaning, I mentioned them earlier, such as. It is amazing how much detail one can capture of a flashing moment. The glistening folds of her inner labia, the extended clit, the intricate flower-like opening to her cunt. I have those forever imprinted from that moment.I gently opened the door and walked up to Lori. She was so engrossed in the video that I in got inches from her shoulder. I whispered, "Baby, daddy loves you." My cock was obviously stiff as a poker with a moist spot forming at the tip. I was sliding my fly down as I. And I felt his cum shoot and hit the back of my throat. I lapped up every drop as he let his cock fall out of my mouth. “Get up,” he commanded. I got up and turned around as he picked me up and set me on the table. He positioned himself between my legs and teased my wet virgin pussy with his head. I muttered, “please.” He liked to hear me beg as I could tell when he smirked at my expression. “Ready?” he asked as he scooted me in closer to him. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to. I asked her, "Tum yahan akele kya kar rahi hai? (What are you doing here alone?)"She said, "Saab, main rasta bhool gayi hoon (Sir, I have lost my way)."I asked, "Tere gaon ka kiya naam hai? (What is the name of your village?)" She told me the name. It did not ring a bell, as I was not very familiar with the area.I said, "Tu mere saath chal main tujhe kal tere gaon chord doonga (Come with me I will take you to your village in the morning)."She hesitated and shook her head.I said, "Kuch der main.