Perhaps it was my imagination but even as others were filtering off she tried hard to find reasons to keep me working. Little things, pictures, puttin... things into high places… Finally she offered me a beer and said it was time to stop and relax. As we drank our beers I said I knew it must be hard for her to stay in the new place alone. She asked if my wife was coming home that night; if not, Ratna offered her bed, it would make her feel better. I demurred. My wife would be home, I told Ratna,. ." she moaned endlessly. Their fucking was shaking the bed.Suddenly father and daughter climaxed. Asha's cunt went wild, copious cum exuding from her cunt walls. Her father's cock fired shot after shot of cum. It seeped through the cloth and inundated her convulsing cunt. They struggled to suppress their grunting. "Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh..." Like it, dear?" Yes, yes..." Then she resumed moaning, "Ugh ugh ugh ugh..."The noise they made woke up Asha's mother. Luckily it was dark. "What's the noise. Her little cock stiffened and pulsed as he produced a huge black silk sack; Honey was lifted to her feet and glanced lovingly at her new owner as he shut her out from the daylight, ready for her journey. The sack went right down to her ankles; straps were applied around her knees, waist, arms and neck. Honey made muffled whimpers as she enjoyed full bondage, her little cock stroked at the silk; how she wanted a whipping now.The huge man deftly picked up his prize and casually put her over his. But Scarlett chimed in curiously, “..Is the wine not a drink meant for females and feminine people?”The male’s face turned red and he could now see the two women smirking to themselves, nudging one another under the table. “Scarlett!!” Mayla called from the bar and he turned, hurrying over to her, hearing the two women behind him burst out laughing as he arrived, looking at Mayla with wide innocent eyes.“Scarlett!” she paused, looking at his face, it was so damned difficult to be mad at him,.