Arrived (or family escort, tradition) ⇐ General

[Anonymous]

Calls, calls...... soon the phone will be the most hated thing. It’s impossible to do anything, it’s impossible to concentrate.
And suddenly, oh, a ray of bright, desirable things, in the dark kingdom of the itching of pestering employees and guests. Weeping paws, gropings, butts, tits by the bosses. Like, the right of the boss.
A call, such a buzzer is only affected by one phone.
I grab the phone, dad and daughter are flying in. And they will be at home for 5 whole days.
7 AM, Airport. Here they go, the daughter jumps for joy, Mom, mom, screams joyfully, looking back at her father. According to a long, very long established family tradition, we always meet each other.
It would seem that he got into a taxi there and was at home.
But he wanted it that way. And there is another tradition. A tradition that is not spoken about out loud, but here it is possible.
Right at the airport or after driving away a little, we always indulge in love.
More often, of course, I blow him. And he, knowing that I was fully prepared, always stuck out like Pinocchio’s nose. And that’s why it didn’t take much time.
And lately, the circumstances have developed for us...he satisfies me.
And I try to always be ready. My beloved licks me. And I, who was already expecting this, finished quite quickly.
It’s a strange tradition. But we like it that way. So, they run up to the car, hug me, kiss me. Dad, look at your daughter, and she’s okay, mommy, but I know everything. I'm going to the shop. I’m perplexed: “What does she know?”, calm down, she knows that you gave her a gift, so she ran after it…. We have 40 minutes. I kiss my husband and plop down on his back...... I didn’t even wear panties, just a light dress that immediately flies up above my chest. I ask you to suck my tits, I’m all ready….Oh, I wish I could fuck and fuck me now….. One foot on the side of the door, the second one on the back… Lord, I’m already all burning…
He inserts his fingers deep, deep…. He quickly fucks me with his fingers. I’m getting excited, time pushes me, I’m jerking my butt to the beat, I’m pushing myself on his hand... So he starts with his tongue, I’m all wet there, he sucks in,... touches the point... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Well, come on... I’ll sniffle on top of him.... He moved his hand so quickly... I started swimming. Anyone who has been to Tolmachi imagines the parking lot, all the cars in a row, people walking right by.
One then another, they look in.....
Well, what are you looking at??? A face slowly floats in front of the darkening eyes, grinning...
I wish I could hit you in the face with the impudent one
Auntie, what are you.... looks in.. … …. curious??? Oh my God, everything is squeezed underneath, jammed, hot, hot.....legs are wooden,..
. pulling, pulling... Now, now….cuts off….
Ah, ah – everything, everything, it hurts, it hurts, it HURTS!!!
He rolls off, happy and satisfied, like an elephant…. He asks, “And how??” Thank you, thank you GOOD!!!
I kiss him on the lips, everything is mine on my lips, the saltiness is a little sticky... but everything is mine. Thank you!!!
...What were you probably staring at? Yes, there wasn't much. Where is your daughter, call.
Satisfied our girl skipping towards the car holding in my hands a huge box.
Everything home, home.
250 rubles parking at the airport, 4 thousand gift that I gave to my daughter. And all for the sake of getting fucked. This is not an escort, this is a rip-off!