For the next couple of days, we fucked like sex-hungry lovers. I felt ashamed yet happy given no one would love me more than my father ever. Desi indian I remember how my father used to carry me when I was a small child. After catching our breath, he lifted me hugging me. We were not talking anymore. My 34″ white ass then, was getting spanked hard turning it all red. Now it started lubricating itself and I could feel his dick moving in and out quite comfortably. He must have felt the elastic holding my shorts over my ass. He was sucking my lips, biting the lips one by one simultaneously poking his finger in and out of my hole.Then he broke the kiss but didn’t remove his finger from my cunt. It was just hiding behind my cunt lips.Then he lowered himself next to my cunt and smelled it in full.
