My sari had fallen from my shoulder and he was staring at my cleavage.“You have very beautiful treasures there, Sonali”“Leave me babuji now”�...No Sonali I can’t”“Please, babuji, not now, Rahgu or Hira (our Servants) can be this side anytime”Now FIL could understand I am willing, but there was real risk of being found out which of course no one would like. So he released me. I took the half emptied tea cup and gave a smile to him to show I was interested.“Come to my room after dinner” I whispered. As I was heading up the stairs the noise I had heard earlier was getting louder but I still couldn't figure out what it was. It seemed to be a sort of banging noise with grunts or something. I was certainly curious about it as I headed down the hallway to the master bedroom. The closer I got to the room, the louder the noise got then I could pick out my wife's voice above the rest of the noise. Just a few steps away from the door, it finally hit me. The sounds I was hearing were the sounds of. We need to communicate. I have no intention of doing anything sexualwith you. It wouldn't be right." He laughed long and hard then andrubbed the cold beer can over his chest..making his nipples stand up hard andproud. "That'salmost exactly what Jenny Carson said to me at lunch todayjust before Ishoved my dick in her mouth." "Jake, you are obviously very popularat school...youhave lots of friends and lots of opportunities for sex...." "Yeah... I got three cunts pregnantlast semester. " I felt. My GF's dad was what i would describe built as a policeman should be - 6'2, broad shoulders and back, muscular frame etc etc - always thought he should be a policeman!He was 48 years old, dark hair with a small tint of greys coming in, green eyes, a dimple on his right cheek, very well groomed thanks to his wife.So you can imagine my nerves when arranging to see him.Now we had made sure that my GF was out shopping with her mother all day so we had no interuptions.I arranged to meet him for a.