Myself and Sheryl understood the work atmosphere and agreed to go with the tide and be ourselves outside office. Like in any other story, I never had ...ny intentions on her as she was a good friend but obviously you get occasional peeks which I never carry it my mind and it just passes by.Sheryl was Anglo Indian from Chennai, a upper middle class family with both her parents working and travel frequently. This gave us enough time and privacy at her house for our occasional booze parties with our. Especially when eventually casting aside the riding crop, Joans fingers then slid between the girls cunt lips. “Would you believe the little bitch is wet in there Karen”? Smiled Joan before making her way back to the almost trembling Karen Taylor, where after pulling her bra away from her breasts Joans fingers squeezed her breasts and toyed with the mortified Karen’s nipples.“It could just as easily be you strung up there Karen and it will be if you try lying to Master Sean during your. He shouldn't but he did. He pulled her shirt up and she moved a little against him still asleep as he bared her stomach and took another picture. He felt guilty, but excited. They went nuts in the chat again. Asking how often he fucked her, how tight she was, how her tits felt. They all just assumed he did all this, not realizing that a man doesn't just have sex with his daughter. Well she was his wife's daughter. Not his daughter. He realized he was staring at her stomach, flat and. She came and cried at my place in the evening. I consoled her and motivated her to study more. I said, “Don’t worry, I will guide you daily until you get a good job”.She started coming to me for study help every evening for two hours. Her sister and jiju were aware of this and were supportive.Later, she was invited for another written test by a different company. I said, “Nothing to worry, Kavya. I will come with you just for moral support. Be confident and you will succeed”.That day, she.