I am a little horny but I know Jake, Dad, will take care of that tonight. I feel pretty and desirable. A real man wants me, what can be better than th...at? I am free to be myself without having to explain or excuse. The world is great.Dad makes corned beef and cabbage for supper, with rice of course! I love that, so supper is great. During dinner Jake, dad, says:Cin, let's be straight about this. Tonight we will be in bed together. We are not in a rush. It's all OK. We need to do the dishes and. She was trembling with the thrill of her naughty deed. It was too late now, she was committed. A soft hiss and a gentle patter accompanied the start of her wee, a wonderful sensation forming as her relief began. This was coupled with the incredible warmth of her golden shower as it sprayed from her pussy lips and fell past her uncovered thighs.She was now peeing with full force, her streaming piss fountain pattering across the bedroom carpet and giving rise to a spreading stain that was just. Ruma kichukhon us khus kore hotath uthe dariye ‘okey, aj tahole ei porjontoi, tomar sathe kotha bole khub bhalo laglo, tumi khub bhalo chele’ bole amar sathe sathe sodor dorja porjonto ese amake good night bole dorja bondho korte laglo. Ami bhison aschorjo hoye khub nervious gola te na bole thakte parlam na, ‘same to you, kintu bhola tomake kichu bole ni?’ ruma hese phello, bollo, ‘hayn, bole to chilo. Ta tomar kichu kotha bolar chilo naki? Ki beakkel chele tumi? Eso, taratari ghore eso’. Ruma. This is what I needed. This is what I wanted. My free hand gripped around the ridged base of my tempting toy whilst my thumb expertly applied the perfect amount of pressure to start up that gratifying hummmmmmmmm. Oh how the thrill resonated through my body as a drip of my sweet intimate nectar trickled down the leg that was keeping me upright, tickling as it forged a stuttering path to my stocking top where it glistened and seeped slowly into the lace. I yearned to cum and tentatively placed.