I was so ready to be bred by my daddy. To be ravished by him. I licked my lips, my heart pounding such a wild beat in my chest.He undid his belt and t...en opened the fly of his gray slacks. He shoved those down and his boxers came into view. His cock tented the front. I bit my lip, my pussy burning with such passion. I wanted daddy to fuck me so hard. I wanted him to do such naughty things to me.I was so ripe and ready to be taken hard by my daddy. So eager for him to do all the wicked things a. Girls like thick better than long."I didn't know about that because no girl had really touched it in my 18 years, at least not one sober enough to remember it. Bobby was the ladies man, but I sensed that he was just trying to make me feel good by saying that, but him being my superior in yet another aspect of life didn't bother me.On the contrary, I was happy for him, and when I went back to stroking that long greased dick I made it last as long as I could. I managed to prolong it so long that. He took a picture of the invoice and the couch. "I will get right on this." Jesse gave me a wink. I caught many of the other mistakes. I finally took a break and sat down in the employee lounge. I closed my eyes for what seemed like a few seconds. "Well," a voice said startling me. I looked up to see Jackson staring at me, his head poking in from the door. I jumped to my feet and walked out to the floor with him. We spent the next three hours going over the warehouse. "Jesse and Neil were right. “Maa. Please pass the rice. Please!” he said, extending his arm.Two ‘please’ in one sentence, clearly he was desperate. Taking pity on him, I pulled my chair close to ‘pass the rice.’ That very instant, his foot hit the spot. He gently pressed his thumb inside my hole. It was surprising how good he had become since the first time he tried this stunt.Fortunately, the other two at the table were clueless about under-the-table action. Ranbir was busy flirting with Yojna, and she was responding to.