She felt so empty. There was shifting on the bed and suddenly she felt his strong hand grab her hair, hard. As she opened her mouth to scream, George ...hoved his cock down her throat. Her gag reflex was going into overtime. George started fucking her throat mercilessly. She suddenly felt a hand grab her throat. "Oh my God Ronnie!" said Chelsea. "Grab here! You can feel daddy's cock going down her throat!" Ronnie grabbed her throat and felt it. She squeezed, tightening it for her daddy. Tiara's. .." I used my hand to indicate her wet, naked body. "You couldn't wait until I'd left?" Jeez, Daniel," she said as she stepped out of the tub, bending around me to get a towel from under the sink. "It's hardly teasing since we've seen everything already. I don't think it's teasing if I admit I like what I've seen." She grinned, glancing down to look at what her small hand wave indicated."Shut up," I told her, turning around to finish drying off."Ya know," she observed coyly from just behind my. It was about 8 o'clock when I heard aa car pull up out side. A few minutes later the door opened and in staggered mom. She was giggling and stumbing around like a drunken sailor. She staggered to the couch and collasped. She was trying to tell me how much fun she had as she swung her feet up to my lap and asked me to pull off her strappy heels. I unbuckled her heels and started massaging her feet for her like I do most nights.While I massaged her feet ,mom said ,you are so much like your. My co-worker’s choice of colors was very good in her clothes. Her clothes were tailor-made, very good fit and decent, and nothing like see-through clothes.I, on the other hand, used to wear pants and jeans with t-shirt and sneakers. I used to envy her, she was very soft-spoken and quickly learned everything in 2 months. Then she was put with me to complete projects. Soon we became good friends and used to hang out together.On the first Sunday of December, we decided to go to ‘Ahmedabad One.