That meant more to me than anything else. They cared when My Mom didn't. For that I didn't want to disappoint them and always did what they asked of... me. Did you know I even tried to talk to a Catholic Father during a confession, and he blew me off. Where is this all coming from you might ask. I was going to enroll in a class her so I asked about it and people told me the lady that teaches it is biased.. That she won't accept your point or opinion about anything. You basically just take. It took her a while to calm down. As soon as she was calm enough, I started to raise myself, kissing her along the way, until I was above her, looking straight into her eyes. I kissed her deeply on the lips and after we broke our kiss, she said, Daddy, make love to me please. I do want to be your wife. At that I placed the head of my cock to the entrance of her pussy, and said, Darling this will hurt, but not for long. At that I started to thrust as slow as I could, until reached her hymen. I. Faster Hardayalji. Deeper. More deeper. Aaaaaah. Aaaaaah. Oh God! Aaaaaah. I am cumming. Aaaaah. Aaaaah! "I let myself go completely. Hardayalji went on viciously pumping in and out of my vagina, when I was having my orgasm, making it more intense for me. Orgasmic secretions were pouring out of my vagina. I was completely out of breath. I threw my arms around his neck, groaned deeply, then thrust my lips on his, to kiss him. Hardayalji relaxed for a few minutes and stroked my hair. He kissed me. I asked Lou if he wanted to listen to more music as we cooked dinner. He said he did. I put on some jazz, Glenn Miller, I believe. When I returned to the kitchen, Lou was swaying to the music. He asked if I'd like to dance. I accepted without hesitation. I have always liked the way older men hold you while slow dancing. It's like they are already making love to you. We began dancing and by the end of the first song, I could fell Lou's cock bulging under his pants. It felt so good up.