She was frustrated and started crying.I again told her that I will try to arrange men for you but don’t leave me for this. For the first time she re...ponded “It can be risky” I took that as a positive sign. I then suggested her that if we can take help of any friend or relative in family then it will not be risky. She said “to us ko pata chal jayega ke tum naamard ho”. I said I am ok for that humiliation, if you get satisfied and do not leave me. Then I suggested that we can use her sister’s. My mouth and pussy watering profusely, I shuffle-crawled over to her on my hands and knees, right through the cooling pond of her piss. It was slippery and I went down awkwardly on my chest and had to struggle back up on to my hands and knees, piss dripping off my stiff nipples.I finally reached her. Rising to my knees, I started to put my hands on her naked thighs, then realized I'd be getting the piss I'd just crawled through all over her legs if I did that, so I tried not to, tried to get my. ” He was crying now.“Who did you have sex with?”“A friend from school.”“Ok, that means that she is in the same class as you.” Not sure what I was implying he said,”Yes”He had a glass of water in his hand now. He was just about to drink the water when I said, “That means it can also be your sister” with a smirk.He stopped mid-way and didn’t even have a single gulp. “What do you mean dad?”“You know exactly what I mean Kevin”“How long have you been sleeping with your sister?” I asked. His throat. “How special? she asked. It turned out that her English was a lot better than my French.I tried to stammer a response, but didn’t really know what to say. So, she smiled and said, “If I am to assist you, Monsieur, I need to know precisely what you are looking for.”I decided what the hell. So I explained the bet.“I understand,” she said somewhat seriously, taking in everything I had said. “You want her to look – how can I put this – delightfully slutty but let her still feel halfway comfortable.