. What's this about, anyway?" The contract I sent to your computer. Did you get it?" If you men Harold Harris' retirement arrangements, yeah, I got th...t,but--" Retirement Arrangements?!? What do you mean?" Well I really don't like to discuss this over the phone, but it's apretty clear-cut agreement for one party to turn over all his assets tothis Tanya -uh- to the second party and let her take charge of hisliving arrangements. It's not common for a man like Har--for a middle-aged man to give up. “Shall we go back to our room?” Akash enquired priya pretending a serious look.“I know what you are up to, my sweet husband, but our parents will be arriving here soon.” Priya said.“What they have to do with this, Priya?” Akash asked as he took the tip of her pink saree and rolled it between her fingers.“They will decide whether tonight is our wedding night or maybe after some days.” Priya replied back with a sly smile on his face.“No Way,” he blurted out annoyed and sat down in the seat behind. Bondage was her limit; bummy sex, scat, was just not her thing. She momentarily shrugged off any curiosity she had towards this new arrival...It was late on a Saturday night when, bored, she glanced up from her sofa while watching the tv and saw Hamish again. He had candlelight in his flat. Mmmm, a little unusual.Curious, she switched off the tv, turned out the lights of her flat and sneaked out onto the patio. Her binoculars zooming in, focusing on his lounge room. Hamish wore a black leather. She attempted to fold the tiniest pair of panties without much success. Soon, my mind was racing, imagining her wearing them, seeing that tiny string tucked between those nice firm tight cheeks she had. I shook my head, ‘Stop it’, I thought to myself. I had to adjust my stance because my cock was beginning to get hard fantasizing about my stepdaughter. I didn’t mind that she moved in with us to help her out but knew it was going to be rough with the fact, her mother, my wife had lost all.