I thought a brief but violent storm was not far off. As I watched, the first band of clouds raced in at an angle and covered the northern sun.I sighed...and closed my eyes. I very much wanted Abigail here when I brought Shephatiah back, but there is a strong tradition for men to have a few days alone with a new wife, especially one taken at the marriage gate. It would have been seen as very odd for Abigail or Michal to be here, and they were both scheduled return on Judgment 5. That was the. I was also rubbing so hard it was taking the skin off. I turned the shower to cold, shouted and gasped, then stood with my hands against the wall while the cold water brutalized my body. She was my daughter. She was not a piece of available pussy. She was my fucking daughter! Half me, half Lisa, she was . . . “Daddy?” “What?” I screamed, turning off the shower. “I brought you coffee.” A slender hand appeared by the shower curtain holding a cup of coffee. What. I tell my slave, “I am close to orgasm, you’re welcome, my slut deserved it. Just try to lift off him more.”She kind of hisses through the next part as she tries again to get his knotted cock out, “He’s gonna cum, ouch, can’t, fuck, he’ssssss cumming.”“Orgasm Amber.”As Amber my slave feels the spunk flood her insides she orgasms, “Oh my god, fucking burning hot spunk, fuck.”As she and her dog cum I arch my back and shudder through an intense orgasm.She moans, “Yessss, yessss.”I moan her name,. To my luck a lady from ankleshwar glt in the train and sat in the same compartment in which i was. She was a lady with burkha on her body so initially i was not able to get a glimpse of her. The train started again. There was no one in our compartment.she took her place opposite to me. Initially there was no conversation between us. It was quite hot out there so she started removing the upper portion of her burkha. And as soon as she removed it i was shocked to see her . My god what a face she.