On the fifth day I awoke to the sound of my dad shutting the front door. Indian sex “Are you going to come?” He asked using one hand to gently smooth over my hair while his other hand continued to roughly fill me between my thighs. I felt him smile slightly against my cheek and I closed my eyes in pleasure as he continued. I slid my middle finger inside of me where it was very warm. “What does it matter to you?” I challenged. “It means,” he said grabbing me by the waist. “I’ll…change.” He smiled and pressed his fingers back inside of me adding another one as reward for my obedience. Out of the corner of my eye I watched him. He slowly pulls out and I can feel every bulge and the loss of him is great but short. I felt him smile slightly against my cheek and I closed my eyes in pleasure as he continued. He slid his middle finger against my folds and I tensed pressing closer to him. “Will you change?” He asked in my ear. “Will you change?” He asked in my ear. I slid on a pair of ballet flats and stormed into the kitchen.
