A Final Night in India
I have spent many months practically living in India & having my fun there. From spring to the early part of summer I was having a time of my life & there was no way the fun was going to stop. Daddy was making the best of it, yanking my hair & blowing him in his room's walk in closet. Suckling & licking the shaft of his wrinkled, veiny cock. I was not holding back because I knew I was going to miss my indian daddy when I boarded on the areoplane. That whole day my best friend...