I was in my mid 40's and she was 19. I can't say I'd never looked at her, even as a c***d she was precociousand attention hungry. We even joked about ...ow much trouble she would be when she hit her teens. Her dad predicted before that she would end up as a pole dancer. As it turned out he was not that far wrong. Alongside her day job in hospitality & banqueting she worked as a "glamour model". Now that term in the UK has two distinct meanings it's first is topless and nude modelling such as. Baby no matter what happens you must stay quiet, please.. you have to stay quiet for me and papa” she placed her hand on the floor to try and reassure me through the floorboards. My heart pounded in my chest and my hand reached up to try and touch hers “Ok mommy..” I whispered. “Good girl” she nodded and smiled at me still looking very scared and trying to put a brave face on. My father fought against the men trying to bash their way into the door, he held himself against it and with every bit. Whos that in the photo Fiona? he said leaning over her back placing his mouth next to her ear. She wondered why hed asked and looked at the photo again, it was a snap of her and Alice balancing on the balls of their feet with their thighs apart showing off both of their beautifully shaven pussies. Water from the showers was cascading down over their naked bodies as well as the mens surrounding them with very hard cocks. She couldnt say her daughter Alice. A friend he pulled out and drove his. All the 5 cousins were in one big room with a double bed and 2 folding cots. One the bed were 3 siblings and rest 2 I .E. Me and her were on adjacent cots. I had a habit of sleeping late so I was just browsing facebook and after sometime I heard a voice. It was her. She asked me, “Kya kar rahe ho? Soye nahi?” I replied, “Kuch nahi bas facebook chala rha hu, neend nahi aa rahi. Anyways tum kyu jaag rahi ho abhi tk?” then she told,“Mujhe bhi neend nahi aa rahi.” then we started talking about.