I immediately said sorry maasi but she was coming towards me and I was shit scared that she would tell the entire thing to my parents.I said that this...would never happen again but by that time she had come very near to me and was now holding my dick which was shaved by me before going to my maasi’s place.I was surprised to see this.She was now guiding me to her room.Once we reached there she told me to undress her.I was scared and said that it would never happen again but she told me not to. Hr grinded his cock against her thigh. Do you remember begging me for pain? Begging me to unleash my fury on you? The way he pronounced the word fury was to belittle her. To make light of her predicament. It worked. She felt stupid. Well, whore? Do you remember? With every word he landed his palm firmly onto her ass. She groaned. Yes, Sir. I remember. Tell me what you said. She gulped and stuttered I said.. Whack. Ohhh fuck. Ouch. Oh. I… Dont. Lose. Concentration. Slut he leered, still. I found a good place for my shooting position and laid out four cartridges on a swatch of cloth. The range was long enough to require the prone position, so I assumed that and loaded in my first cartridge. There was practically no wind, so I might have to move if I needed more than two shots because of powder smoke blocking my view.I aimed at the first war chief and went through my routine. I fired and reloaded as quickly as possible. I wanted to get in my second shot before the second war. The first clue was when I went to take a piss, she would follow me into the bath room and hold my dick to direct the stream when I was done she would lick my slit clean and dry it with that beauitful hair. When I tryed to tell her no she would just say Your my daddy and I have to take care of you. She refused to were any cloths in the house saying little grils have to be naked at all times to make their daddy horny, on that I couldn't dissagree.That night our first living togther, Sissy said I.