Ever since then, she's danced, stripped, and all out tormented me. But, I'm not really complaining, she makes the torment worthwhile, she's dynamite i... bed. And, she's at it again, as you can see.Watching her dance, the way she moves her body to the music, is so erotic. She turns around again with her ass towards me, hooking her thumbs between the thin elastic straps of her thong, she slowly pulls them down her hips, ass, thighs, knees, ankles, feet, and tossing them across the room before. Don’t worry. She and Marty are a couple, and she is absolutely off limits.”“What about Susie?”“She’s not my type. I did ask Sandy to dance, but she refused.”Kara laughed, “Of course she did. The only way that girl will ever get pregnant is a repeat of Mary getting pregnant with Jesus!”“I seem to remember another girl who was like that!” I teased.“Not even close!” Kara laughed playfully. “Sex was never a problem for me, it was the timing that was the issue. Remember, I was allowed in the sex-ed. That has to be credited to bengali women who are open with their sexuality and are not afraid from getting what they want – sex. Lots of it.So getting back to my story. Sex was common around our house. There were no locks in the house so it was common for people to walk in while there was someone being fucked in the room. When i was around 13, i had just started feeling horny for sex even though i didn’t know what i wanted, i knew i wanted something. Something inside me, something on top of me. .. oh, Dad...”The fiery blond ended the hug suddenly, pushing herself away, her face red and puffy, quite visibly angry. “Why, Dad! Why did you let me believe you were dead? All this time! All this time, Dad! I’ve thought you were dead.”“Its ... a long story, Kitten. I promise, I’ll tell you everything,” He glanced to Gene and nodded. “We need to get on the move. Stay quiet. We’ll talk when we are secure. I’ve got a safe house. Let’s get our guest somewhere more comfortable.” The tall man.