Baburao was also looking very intently towards my boss'sactivities.bindu must have felt him touching her boobs, because i could see somesigns of disco...fiture on her face.but she did not react to it.and very politelyand still smilingly told my boss to have a seat.Ours is a small one room kitchenflat having only one hall cum bedroom and a kitchen.we have one three sittersofa and one sofa chair with one centre table.and on the other end of the roomwe had our bed and dressing table.so it was a nice. "Fuck me daddy, that's what I wanted to say, oooooooh fuck yes daddy, do it to me, fuck your little girl daddy!"Her tongue was a live thing in my mouth as I fucked her, fucked my daughter, my little girl, I fucked her with long slow strokes while she clung to me, meeting each thrust of my hips with a sensuous roll of her own hips. Her cunt fitted around me like a silken glove, a very wet silken glove that gripped me, held me, wanted me!All the love I'd ever had for her was in me, all the times. I didn't say anything, waiting for what I knew was to come."Robbie, we went pretty far last night." Sis... I..." I started to say something, I wasn't sure what, but she interrupted me."Let me talk please," she said and squeezed my hand. She paused for a moment and began again. "I guess it was because Dexter stood me up and I drank too much. However, I would be lying to you if I said I didn't enjoy it. I think you could tell that anyway. But, we are brother and sister and it was wrong." Cindy. Thank you."I helped Bobby stand and we walked out of the conference room, ducking into an interrogation room before anyone could follow us. Bobby stood with her back to the door and gave me a nice kiss. "I'm so glad you know how to talk to those guys. I would have been stumbling around the whole time."I smiled and gave her a kiss, "Just tell it like you're writing your incident report."Peeking out the door, I noticed that the last of the camera people were leaving. We walked out and I asked a.