Unhone kaha. Ab se tum kutte ho. Or kuc bhi kaam haath se nai karoge. Mooh se karoge. Mene kaha ji mistress.fir mene wo patta pehna or zamin par beth ...ya..fir kaamini ne apna per mere age kia or bola sungho ise.Mene wesa hi kia. Uske pero ki khoshboo mujhe paagal kr rahi thi. Fir kaamini ne saakshi se kaha.. Chatwa le apne per iss kutte se. Sharma mat ye hamara kutta h.. Hamara paaltu kutta h.. Yeh hamara poora shareek ki sewa karega. Hamara paseena chatega thook chatega.. Hamari choot chatega.. Friends, before reading this part, I would highly suggest that you read the first part of the story so that you can understand how it all started.So, without further ado, let’s start. As I told you guys in part 1, my dad was expected to come home after 2 days and soon he arrived.My mom and Jagdesh did not talk to each other face to face but they talked via the secret phone which Jagdesh gave to my mom. Mom also told Jagdesh not to come near our home since my dad was around.My dad was expected. I wanted her badly. She stood up, and gently pushed me into a seated position on my bed. She moved her big pretty tits into my face, and urged me to suck those huge dark nipples which were harder than I would have imagined. Then, she slipped off the hot pants, along with the panties I'd wanted to see her out of, and let me stare into that thick black bush that I'd dreamed of for months.She told me she wanted me to lick her. I didn't know exactly what she meant. But she showed me. She lay back. Noelle? ac." ac thought this meant he couldgrab my titty, i slapped his hand away, and shot him an angry look."yeah, hey, give me a minute with her, ac, ok?" ac went into the livingroom and watched tv."what the fuck is this shit, jessie?" i said. "look, i owe ac 10 large. he said if he likes you he'd let me off on someof that, "jessie explained."are you fucking serious,?" i know, but, " he whispered, putting his head on my shoulder, " dad...ineed help." my heartmelted. i felt so conflicted..