“Mmmmm,” she smiled, “it feels like he might be interested in some more playtime.”“Maybe later, if you’re a good girl,” he said, pushing...her away and giving her a hard smack on her bottom, “now go and shower, l have things to do.”“Oh l can be a good girl Daddy,” she said, looking over her shoulder as she walked away, “but l think you would prefer it if l was a bad girl, a very bad girl.” She stopped in the doorway, bending slightly then pulling her buttocks apart to give him a view of her cunt,. :[Me: uuhhh you fuccking whore uhhh go moree aaarrhhh {Pushing my dick }Manju: ooo uuccchh ufffss {she grabed the bed sheet and her torn kurta very tight with her hand, raised her hip little bit}Me:uuhhhhh manjuu …{giving full stroke in 2 sec intervals, moving my middle finger over her clitoris as she had little bit lifted her hips providing much space between her pussy and bed to place my hand}…. doo you like uhhhh umm fuuckk you sluut ahhh.Manju: uuummhh ffucck mee yaaa do thisss {in reply to. He tried as best he could to wipe them away but they kept on coming. He wiped more away as she cried more tears. He felt terrible but they did slow down as he wiped them out of her eyes. All of a sudden, these two were “close” to one another, and she watched him stare at her and she realized he had the softest and nicest features any man could ever have. His eyes appeared to sparkle too she thought. His lips, she told herself, were the nicest set of lips she had ever seen in her life. All of a. They came bursting into the playroom and stopped suddenly when they saw us there. They obviously weren't expecting us to be downstairs. They were soaked through, hair plastered to their heads, and their T-shirts were nearly transparent. They both crossed their arms in front of themselves, and ran into the laundry room squealing. Jake and I started laughing and hooting."Come on, ladies, come out. Nothing to be afraid of out here. Come on!" shouted Jake."Hey, sissy girls, come on out! We promise.