As you turn toward the stove to attend to the soy citrus glaze you made for them i come up behind you and quietly smell your neck and kiss it gently. ...ou moan and say to do it again. this time i work from behind your ear and give you little ones all the way down to your collarbone. i gently lick on my previous path upwards and then kiss you more downwards again. i can feel my cock getting hard and i press it into your dress so you can feel how aroused im getting. you reach around with one hand. "I put my beer down and headed for the stairs. When I opened the door to her room I saw that she was changing out of her school clothes. She was down to her panties and bra and was digging through her dresser for something to put on."Don't bother" I snarled at her, "You are already over dressed for what we are going to do. Get those panties off."She looked at me like a deer caught in the headlights of a car might and she looked away from me as she pushed her panties down her legs."Now the bra". She wore a white bra and white panty. Her bra had got transparent due to water flow and I could see her pointed nipple. I decided that I should waste no time. I took some tapes and a cloth with me.Taking a deep breath, I first pushed the bathroom door a little in a way that Niharika did not realize I was there. Then, I simply barged in the bathroom where Niharika was bathing and before she could react, I turned her around with force of my hands and planted my lips on her lips. I started kissing. She seemed to be getting on well with Norman, accepting him into our lives amicably but over the last month or so she has started distancing herself from him, alienating him, always quick to point out that he is not her father. She has even said that she doesn’t want to come to France with us this year; she loves it when we got to France. I can always go and stay with Dad she says”.“Well she is right” I replied “she can come and stay with me anytime and he is not her father; he is the man that.