Now come on Daddy.” The last was said as she was trying to drag me out of bed by my arm. She gave up and grabbed my leg and pulled. I cracked my eye... open a bit and about that time four of my wives joined in and pulled me to the floor.“OK, I’m getting up. Now let me shower in peace and quiet, I will be right out, as soon as I finish my shower and get dressed. OK?”“OK daddy, I’ll wait, but everybody else is going to start eating without you.”I quickly ran into the shower and dressed and came out. She was wearing a t-shirt and long pants. She was blushing and asked me to turn away. I smiled and shook a no. Her face was literally blushy and red. She said, “Stop looking me all the time, it makes me feel…” she stopped for a second and asked me to clean the bedroom. I went upstairs and started to clean. No big mess. Just arranged the bed and took the stained sheet. It had little blood and a lot of sweat. I put it in a separate bag for washing.All the cleaning was done. I started downstairs.. She stood there in wonder, her body vibrating, her skin tingling with the touch of his hands on her nipples, under her arms, his lips sucking voraciously at her neck. She groaned as she felt the stiff heat of his prick between the cheeks of her butt, as he began pinching."Oh. Oh. Oh." Each jab of pain coursed through her, surprising her from her gentle father, yet somehow seeming to suit this moment. He was mauling her, nothing less, his hands kneading, scraping and tugging hard. It was very. He had made no attempts to hide his intentions towards his mother these past few years. Every time he went home for holidays, he would find excuses to be around her and touch her, squeeze her gently. Tulsi was aware of her son’s antics but hadn’t really objected to it as she wrote it off as his age and hormones doing the deeds.Also because she felt good getting attention from a young man, be it her own son. Keshav was a diabetic and was 12 years older than Tulsi, and he couldn’t keep up with.
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