"You can do better than that, slut."Heather looked at me with pure disgust in her eyes, but she increased the strokes and started to move up to my bre...sts. I moaned softly as her soft tongue lapped at my skin, knowing that she was tasting Mike's salty cum."Mmmmm... that's it... suck my nipples..."Heather moved her mouth up to one of my already hard nipples and she began to suck, pulling it into her mouth and letting her tongue caress the top."Oh my, what a good little slut we have here, Mike",. “So how was work today?”“Fine,” she answers. “Boring.”Her father leans forward so that he can see her face in the mirror. “Good. Boring can be a good thing.”Rory’s grin doesn’t fade as she applies a bit of mascara to her already dark lashes.“Are you hungry, baby girl?” he asks.Rory’s eyes snap to his. Something about the way he asked sends a chill through her. But his eyes are clear. There is no powerful, forbidden lust in them. Does he even remember what happened? For Gavan it would have been. Apart from two bed-rooms, we had two attached bathrooms-cum-toilets as well – needless to say one in my room and another in my parents’ room on the ground floor.We were all set to welcome our guest from Belgaum. She was supposed to reach Bangalore at seven a.m. by Rani Chenamma Express one fine morning. My father was supposed to go to Majestic Railway Station to receive her in his car. But on that fateful morning, as the luck would have it, he had to rush to his office early morning because his. Holy man did not care what was going in the young mind. He was only concerned to know how was the boy feeling as his friend rubbed his juice out then and was he leaking once again now.“Yes I am”. Came a straight forward answer.Holy father could not believe to hear himself say this but he said it, “What should you do right now is to rub your cock exactly the way, you did that night. There is nothing wrong in doing this and nobody has a thing to do with it but only you”.Holy father said that.