Molly Sue said, “Your finger felt really good but how about something bigger?” Then Molly Sue grabbed my crotch.Was she asking me to fuck her? Yes...she was. Should I fuck my own daughter? Why not! I couldn’t possibly get her pregnant and she was obviously asking for it. As my mind was in turmoil over the pros and cons of fucking my teenage daughter, she was dropping my pants and my underwear to my ankles and sucking on my cock. Molly Sue really didn’t have to suck on it because it was already. She had never seen my crotch. It was always hidden by my desk but this time I was in an more awkward position. I smiled and she licked her lips. Then she smiled back."How can I help you, my dear Trapped?"She struggled in her bonds."Where are you?"She felt still. She realized I didn't know where she was. Or at least she didn't know I knew. Being bound she couldn't get to the keyboard to type in the address.I didn't know I loved Trapped being trapped like this.Then she started to try to pull her. He took the opportunity to examine his surroundings more closely, searching both for more hostiles and for anything that might provide him with better cover. To his dismay, besides for the wrecked cars that clogged the street, there was nothing within reach. The Jackals had prepared their kill zone well, if he tried to run for the cover of the buildings, he’d be gunned down in the open.Another volley of needles embedded themselves in the other side of the car that he was hiding behind, he could. Ravi chacha maa ku bole, isku bahar dadaji ke saath suladu? Maa boli, naku… Ek baar sota toh uthata nahi subhatak kumbhakaran ki paidaish.Mai, aakhe thori khuli kar dekh rahatha. Babuji ne aur 2-3 peg piye, aur bistar par aa gaye. Maa ku bola light bandh karneku. Woh itne nasheme the ki bhul gaye dost palang ke samane baith daru pe rahehe.Jaisehi light band hua, unhone lehenga nikala aur maa chup chap unki gotiya chabane lagi. Dost niche baith tv ki roshani mai pura maza lut rahethe. Thori der.