Later she moved to Bangalore with her hubby and left the job. Time passed by and this year I was transferred to Bangalore to oversee a project. Since ... am new to BLR and all my buddies are in Mumbai, I used to go out to Malls and pubs to check out if I can make some friends.One Sunday evening I was at Bangalore Central and was standing in queue for a movie ticket when I heard someone calling my name. I turned and to my surprise it was Roopa standing there. I was in awe looking at her; she was. I know she was checking to see if her Yoda had left, not wanting any uncomfortable confrontation. I then said I was going to get a drink, and she stopped me. She said she felt sick, and asked if I could just take her home instead. As we drove home, she was silent for a bit. I know her mind was racing, and she was struggling with the question if she should tell me. And if so, how could she tell me. I know she must have been thinking to herself, that it was an honest mistake. But then she. As he took in the supper she'd prepared, and the lotion she applied to his favourite parts. Father leaned in, moving her hair aside and letting her know his appreciation with a warm kiss on her shoulder. Closing her eyes, Mother leaned her head waiting for him to press his lips against her soft skin and beckoning another kiss. As he kissed her neck Father’s hands roamed down her waist, slipping in-between the clothing and her skin, moving towards the front down to her trimmed pussy. His finger. But I also didn’t want him to think that I was a loser, so I said, “Yes.”“Good,” he said.He spent the rest of lunch asking about my sexual exploits with her. He wanted to know how many times I fucked her and where. He basically wanted to know everything. And I told him everything; I just omitted all the parts that involved mom.My dad wanted to know everything. He wanted to know how big her tits were, if she has a firm ass, and if she liked giving head. He didn’t care if everyone in the.