Before Anjali got any more emotional, I removed her saree pallu like couples do on their first night. Anjali was so excited seeing this. I disrobed her one piece of cloth at a time planting wet kisses on the part of her body that it uncovered.
Anjali was already squealing and wriggling with pleasure. She said “I am so happy that mom turned out to be the bitch that she was and eloped with that kid, or I would never have had you like this papa”.
In between removing her blouse and bra, I said “don’t say that Anjali, she gave birth to you. Otherwise we would not have been together like this”. She nodded yes writhing her body while I devoured her big tits and sucked her milk out of them.
Anjali said “Ohh papaaa… I so much love the way you make love to my boobs, just this feels so heavenly”. Between sucking and fondling, I said “darling your big magnificent boobs make me do it naturally”.
She said “the only time Hansh fondled my tits and sucked my nipples was on my first night with him”. I quickly replied “forget that asshole. Let’s enjoy ourselves darling”.
She replied with conviction “no darling papa, a man needs to understand what his wife needs and what pleases her, you are truly that man”. I wanted to end this conversation about being compared to him, so I said “thank you darling, I am so happy to hear that”.
She said “papa despite my resistance and reluctance since the time you told me not to waste my milk and instead give it to you. That day I understood your intentions and knew you would not stop at that and this was inevitable. I too was drawn to you but was hesitant because of our relationship. I knew anything beyond that point was a taboo”.
I replied “darling don’t think so much. You had needs, I had needs, so it happened. Yes, may not be in the best possible way. But…”. She said “I am not blaming you darling papa, I am only saying that thank you for being so persistent and to push me over the edge. Today I feel so liberated and alive, I cannot explain in words”.
By now I was between her legs eating her tasty pussy, I said “thank you for letting me do it dear. I have been lusting for you since years, but I only managed to muster the courage to go ahead with it now”.
Despite clear instructions from my online friend, I told Anjali the entire details about my online friend and how every moment was deliberated and planned. Anjali was quite fascinated to hear that everything was staged.
Surprisingly she did not get upset, instead she said “I want to send one thank you message to your friend to make this happen and turn our lives around”. I replied “after we get back from our honeymoon, you can do that darling. Now let’s enjoy like there is no tomorrow”.
We indulged in a long passionate bout of sex before hugging eachother and sleeping. We had sex a few more times till past midnight. Anjali was equally horny and eager as I was.
We only paused when she had to feed my grandson and then again for dinner. We woke up late the next morning hearing the sound of the baby crying. After feeding him, Anjali returned to feed me.