Thodi der ke liye to mein ek dam soun ho gya phir mein hosh mein aaya and sidhe jakar usko kaskar kar gale lag liya aur uske hoto per hot rakhkar kar ...is karney laga usko apne aap ko sambale ka bhi moka nai mila.Kiss karte karte mein apney ek haath ko uski penty ke andar dal ke uske gore gore aur mulyaam hips ko sehlane lag gya. Phir meine uski bra utar di bra kholtey he uske gulaabi nibble wale boobs mere samne they. Meine unko dabooch liya and ek haath se uske nipples ko maslney laga to uski. Because this is all about recklessly satisfying my desires...I have been waiting for so long for you to arrive...for this day to come...I have played this scene in my mind so many times. I have been patient...until this moment. Now you are my plaything and I will do as I please. I sink into your ass in one smooth movement. You start talking to God, which is always a good sign. I kiss your neck and pinch your nipples hard.I fuck you like I've dreamed of fucking you for too many days...too many. You have a nice day.’ ‘Thanks, Daddy. One more thing. . .’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Sing the song, Daddy! Sing the song!’ ‘That’s my daughter in the water. . .’ Tom’s voice was worse for wear in the early morning, especially since he hadn’t slept the night before but he managed Peter Blegvad’s song as best he could. When he finished, his four year old daughter on the other end giggled her appreciation, said goodbye and hung up before he could reply. He went through his morning routine and dressed. He looked out. What was it that his dad had said to him? Oh yea, something about files. He left clicked on the start button and then opened up the document files. He scrolled down through each file not seeing much that attracted his attention, and still not sure what he was looking for. Every once in a while he would open a suspicious document, check it's contents, close it and move on. After an hour of fruitless searching he still hadn't found anything he would have called out of the ordinary. Where else.