She shared all her feelings with me. She said “my husband is a waste. He dont know anything. He dont know how to speak with wife, he is a selfish. I...hate him completely. I didnt had sex with him for the past 1 year. He is torturing me. I’m happy now only because of you. You are really a great gift from god. I wont lose you in my life. I want u rahul”. I looked after her with more care from that day onwards and looked her as my wife. I went to her home often to make her feel more comfortable.. ” I sighed and buried my face in her young quim and went to work with my tongue as Bill removed his trousers and underpants then forced his cock into his daughter,s mouth so she could eagerly begin to suck him off. “Fuck Me Uncle Joe!” She pleaded in her female voice and she quickly got my cock out and helped quite me between her legs. Being only sixteen she was still rather tight, but used her pussy muscles like a much older woman as she squeezed my Male meat milking me toward my climax. Bill. Mom and I had a good laugh about it. He was hooked and watched her play with his mouth open in awe. Catherine played her role to the hilt, alternately teasing him and helping him with his game. I don't remember having as much fun in a round of golf as we did that day.We played almost every day of the week we were there. It was just warm enough during the midday and afternoon that we were comfortable. By the end of the week, Dad's game was better thanks to Catherine, but then, so was Mom's. My. “Wow Smita you are truly beautiful,” Alex said “such a compliment deserves a cup of tea. Vinay Tea for our handsome guest” shouted Smita at her humble husband. While Vinay moved to to kitchen to make some Tea. Smita sat close to Alex on the couch. Close enough to rest her assets on his big broad chest. She began to convince him to vote for her in the upcoming elections and said that she would be forever grateful to him if he did.Soon Vinay brought in the tea and saw his wife flirting with Alex.