"What's this Ashley? have you been doing things with boys?" "No Daddy, I promise, I was just sitting next to Tom." "I don't believe you, only sluts ge... wet patches in their slutty panties." "I'm not a slut Daddy, I don't let boys see my panties." Then why do you have slutty panties on?" "I...I don't know," Ashley stammered.Daddy moved her so she was straddling his lap and looked her in the eye. "You need to learn what happens to sluts who wear slutty panties." Ashley looked confused and said. Light pink kameez easily taken off her body i kiss her inner thighs til she puts her hand on my head and begs me to taste her pussy. Fresh shaven and looking amazing i begin to lick suck and finger her pussy, shes dripping wet and moaning grabbing her tits and pulling my hair begging me not to stop. I finger her pussy til shes moaning and lick her clit her moaning and screaming intensifies she puts her head back keeps moaning orgasmically saying noone has ever satisfied her so well. I told her. Yet I couldn’t give her up. And I couldn’t stop wanting her.I desired to be the best thing possible for Vi. I even dared to think that I might be. But I didn’t know that she would accept that after our time in this house was over. And I was caught on that not knowing.Lost in my thoughts, I almost missed the tiny, tremulous knock at my bedroom door.“Vi?”The door pushed open just far enough for me to see my sister standing in the hall outside. She wore a pink T-shirt that fell just below her. ”chal sali, tu jaise doodh ki dhuli hai””Ab jo samjh lo malkin, par ek baat bata du aapko ki ye launde bhi kam nahi hai gaon ke Talab par jo per lage hue hai na us par baith ka khoob tank jhank karte hai” “Accha, par tum log kya bhagati nahi un laundo ko”Ghane ghane per hai charo taraf, ab koi unke pichhe chhupa baitha rahega to kaise pata chalega, kabhi dikh jate hai kabhi nahi dikhte” “Bare harami launde hai, aurto ko chain se nahane bhi nahi dete””launde to launde, chhoriya bhi koi kam.