I thought she must be sleeping in the bedroom. It was a single bedroom apartment, in Mumbai that is also a luxury. I was wrong, she was sleeping in th... living room with dim light on and some sexy English movie on the television, and it was some midnight local channel.I switched off the television, thinking that she is sleeping, but my foot steps made her awake. She stood up lazily and looked at me, and said, hey Prakash you came just now? I said, yes I went near her, and we hugged with. She liked me kissing and fondling her boob so I will keep doing that for a bit. I slid my hand to her other boob and played with it until the nipple was hard. Then I took that bump between my thumb and finger and gently squeezed it. She let out another groan and started to lean back. I moved with her until we were both laying down.I had one arm around her neck and I pulled our faces together as I continued French kissing her. My other hand roamed from one tit to the other pressing,. Fay said "Suddenly you are the only important person in my life."I told her that I felt the same about her.At the Birmingham airport we parted, it was late at night and we were both tired.When I got to my desk the next morning I found a note asking me to bring Fay and make a report to the senior Vice President.I was my usual twenty to thirty minutes early.Fay came in before I finished reading that note.I called Mr. Morris's extension and he was there.He asked that we come right on up to his. With one hand she began to slowly fuck herself with the steel handle and the other hand was now gently rubbing her little clit. She started slowly, but then she closed her eyes and the intensity of her touching herself rose to the point I was afraid she was going to snap the kitchen drawers where her feet were clear out of the cabinets!It did not even take her five minutes for her to have another orgasm and for me to be begging her to continue cumming and being my slut of a daughter. It.