It was not that I exactly had anything against George, but I was offended that he had tried to make me jealous of his opulent lifestyle, and what rank...ed even more was that in some measure he had succeeded, I had indeed felt pangs of envy. And now he was to be richer still. Moreover, it was not possible for me to avoid coming into contact with him. Not only did I have professional dealings with him, but, worse still, Wendy and I were obliged by social convention to reciprocate his hospitality. She had seen one before very briefly when her friends brother had walked past them both on his way to his room and his towel had ‘accidentley’ slipped to expose his penis. Her friend had told her that he was always doing that and she’d even seen it hard a few times,which according to her changed the look of it dramatically. So although still nervous about the whole situation she was keen to see what his looked like. On entering Johns room she saw that he was sitting on his bed with new magazine. So, I agreed to meet her at her residence on next Thursday at 11.00 in the morning. In fact such expeditions were not unusual to me. But generally I met a female only after establishing friendship or rapport before. Yet I decided to go alone.She opened the door almost instantly I pressed the bell. For a minute I curiously watched the tall girl wearing salwar-kameez standing in front of me. She was very lean and thin with pencil like limbs. I considered she might not weigh more than 35 kgs.. While my mother went to her knees in front of her daddy and unzipped his pants! Reaching in, she withdrew his cock and began to suck off her own daddy... he did nothing, other than reach down to hold her head as she sucked him off... I was watching grandma as this took place, kinda excpecting her to scream. What she did was the same as her daughter did when she saw me rutting with ewes and rams... she hiked up her dress, pulled her panties aside and fingerfucked herself, never taking her eyes.