I watched him take a drink right from the bottle, the deep caramel liquidbubbling into Daddy's mouth. Then he leaned over me, just a few inchesfrom my...mouth and, as he tightened his grip on my hair to keep me frommoving, he let it drip into me...oh Daddy...the first sting of the whiskyand Daddy Daddy take me, so dirty and hot and lusty, and always with thesurprises Daddy, pushing me making me say yes yes yes, Daddy alwaysyes...He did it twice, and I felt the warmth of the sweet alcohol. Every opportunity I had, I watched my Mother Anandam’s saree covered body, which led to me masturbating in the night fantasizing about my Mother. Several times I watched her partially covered big boobs and big stomach which was left equally uncovered when she was wearing saree.One day it so happened that one thief tried to get into our house by removing the tiles on the roof. But he was not successful. I woke up when a tile fell down making a shattering noise during his attempt and when I saw. As his giant swollen cock moved inexorably closer, Jayne’s pussy looked innocent and vulnerable in comparison. With its delicate pink petals slightly parted in quivering anticipation; it was as if it were unaware of what was approaching and what was really going to happen when it got there.When its bulbous purple head brushed up against her tender entrance for the first time, Jayne moaned.When he entered her, he was very gentle and took his time. I watched, mesmerised as her pussy lips. The viewscreen on her bed showed no increase in blood pressure or heart rate, but the tears still ran down her face. She didn't even raise a hand to wipe them away."He's perfect." She repeated.Then she cleared her throat and wiped her face and fussed over the bed's controls while the mechanics stood around awkwardly waiting for her to compose herself. Through it all Bren just stood there, as levelheaded as ever. She took a deep breath. "So when can I fly him?"He shook his head in disgust, but.