A feeling of despair washed over me.It was just after lunch that dad arrived. I had put on my conservative clothes and packed my sexy outfits thinking... that it might be some time before I got to wear any of them again. Dad seemed a bit down but thanked Sid and Sue for looking after me. I kissed them both goodbye and headed out to the car. Dad didn’t say much on the way home. I tried to ask about the holiday but all I got was “OK”. Back home I went inside and looked around. “Where’s mum” I asked.. I'd been fantasizing about fucking this middle-aged nymph for months. My buddy said my cock was as big as her largest dildo, and I’m not a big man! So it was SUPER tight on my bare cock as she carefully fucked herself deeper and deeper onto my cock. I was so thrilled she had chosen to fuck me! I was determined to make sure she came before I did.I picked up her boobs again and she moaned, one of her hands went to her clit and she started rubbing herself off. I know I was getting hot! Luckily for. He wasn't used to people asking him about his sperm, especially not sexy co-anchors. Having a woman in the newsroom really was a mixed blessing, he thought. He mumbled something non- committal and sighed inwardly when the floor director's hand signals wig-wagged again.This time Dan barely got out his closing words before Connie started talking again; he was half afraid they'd go out over the air."If it was your sperm, Dan, how would you feel?" I... uh... I guess I don't know, Connie. I never. Priya, meanwhile, sucked my balls and played with my bunghole with her usual ardor. Enrique had his dick buried inside Desiree and Nathan pounded Kerry with supernatural vigor thanks to their shared angelic status.“Did you forget that I’m from India, Ann? I mean, seriously, woman, you’re barking up the wrong tree there! If there’s anything that I know about Indian politics, it is that any influence from the likes of Ian Finnegan and people of his disposition is a serious boon to the country..