My devil thought started to have her today at any cost or i dont get this chance again.. She is wearing her red color bra and panty and salwar.. In 10...in she came out and adjusted that i was watching the tv. I did not know that i was watching her. She came to me and asked “charan, get ready we will go out, i am ready”. I just seeing her with surprise. Her boobs are so rounded and big.. She covered them with her dupatta still i was able to see the shape.. Owesome.. Might be 38dd in size.. Her. “He’s not married!” she said quickly.“Then why can’t we tell him?” I moaned. “Help me out here, Chrissy!”“I can’t, Daddy,” she said softly. “You have to trust me.”“I have to trust you,” I repeated angrily. “Isn’t that what I’ve been doing the last four or five years? I trusted you not to get pregnant, didn’t I?”“Please, Daddy,” she said. I could hear sobs building up inside her.I thought about what the doctor had said. All I was doing was adding to her stress level.“OK, pumpkin,” I said, trying. Whack! Before she could protest again, Sam came down with a fierce one to end the punishment and to give her something to truly cry about. Crack!Uncle Sam let his adopted daughter recover. She jumped up and rubbed her still baby-fat bottom. Her dress fell down covering her punished behind. Marcia jumped up and down rubbing her bottom, as her making poured down her face. They listened to her cry out.It had been a long time since she had matriculated from high school to college. Graduation Day. “We’re going hunting, little rabbit” she purred. A mischievous grin spread over her face as she watched my eyes drink her in. I popped up and ran to the bedroom and changed quickly, then strolled out to face my counterpoint. Alison is about 5’6”.her Latina heritage was on full display with her light brown skin and deep black hair resting comfortably against the shimmer of her little black dress, as it caressed her curves. Those dark brow eyes were alight as I walked out. My dark red hair.