From outside I could hear him bashing her up and abusing her, calling her, “Sali namak haram.”The next day everything was normal. In the morning m... father went to the office and wasn’t back till late as usual. We knew where he is now. But the new ‘dhamaka’ happened now. At around 11 the doorbell rang and we were all shocked to see him come home with a young woman in his arms.I immediately recognized her as the same girl whom I had seen in the red might area. Her name was Latika and my father. You treasured this mag full of bare boobs and hairy pussys,not that you could see anything down there, no lips on show,not in those days so what you were expected to do and how to do it was information gleaned from snatches of overheard conversations or info.passed down from elder brothers or from the 'bigger boys'. I'm busy with T's beautiful cock.My hand wrapped around him,stroking up and down.T would make noises of appreciation and I would carry on doing what I was doing.I experimented with. “Not gonna turn the exhaust fan on?” she asked me as our bathroom began to steam up.“Not this time, now get in the shower!” I said to herShe stepped in slowly, and kept her eye on me as I got in behind her, the steam rising up all around up. I turned the shower head on and looked back at her.“Lean up against the wall” I ordered her as I turned the shower head to pulse“Oh, you gonna clean my dirty pussy?” she asked meI smiled at her and aimed the shower head at her pussy“Oh god, yes. That feels. There was no WhatsApp or any other mode, only text msg. I kept on asking what was the thing she said about?She hesitated and didn’t share a word. Next day, after the office, I asked her again and she said, I shouldn’t talk such things to you. I said it’s okay, she never opened up.During that time, we planned for an outing in Mahabalipuram and we booked a resort. Everyone was busy playing and I kept an eye on her as we’re playing in the swimming pool.After some time, I saw that she was sad and.