The Exercise room, walls also mirrored from floor to ceiling, was as usual, brightly lit. Mr Butt, was doing his regular press ups on the special piec... of apparatus he had designed for the purpose. The apparatus was of tubular steel construction with soft leather pads in appropriate sections where Mr Butt might rest his body, His leather gloved hands were placed on one of the tubes raised exactly 4 feet above the marble floor as he slowly and mechanically raised his chest up till his arms were. Looks like you want this.” “Stop gloating and get down to it, I want the sex not you,” came my strangled reply. I could barely focus on his voice with the lust pounding through my veins like a drug that started to reach crescendo. He used two of his digits, pushing them in slowly; in and out in measured motion while using that sardonic tongue of his to turn my clit into the centre of attention. Pushing down on my clit and then releasing pressure and going from side to side over the little bump. Later we arrived at Bangalore exchanged our contacts and she said that she will wait 4 the call.I couldn’t sleep that night, during weekdays we both were busy with our job as both r in IT. Evening I called after a day and it continued and second time we even had sex chat over phone. We decided to meet on Saturday and as I stay alone in my flat she agreed to meet 4 lunch and then come over to my place. Finally the lucky day arrived I was all geared up and waiting for her at the restaurant which. "Are you really my daughter, Amy?" I asked, suddenly afraid that she wasn't."I am. You are my Father, Megan is my energy-Mother, and Elizabeth is my body-Mother. I have the best of all worlds," she said, beaming a brilliant smile at me. Then she turned serious again."Daddy, there is no unfairness to me. I volunteered for everything I am. I chose to be your Guardian/Protector; I chose to be your Life-mate. I would have chosen to be your daughter, except that was already arranged. This isn't even.