The pair of them were clearly having a ball; much to my disappointment.For some while I’d realised that as my daughter developed, so too had Biff’... sexual interest in her!On occasions I’d observed Selina pretending not to notice when Biff poked his snout up into her pussy! That little bitch enjoyed it! What was a mother to do with a such a wayward girl?What annoyed me was, I’d only myself to blame; because shamefully, I had trained Biff to do it for my own personal pleasure. Not for Selina’s!I. Sarey ani tub loki digi yeduredurugaa koorchunnamu. Aamey kaallu naa bhujala meeda pettindi, neenu daggaraku jarigi bujjigaadini aame pooku daggara petti, painunchi aame vollantaa subhram chesaanu. Actually clean chestunnatlugaa, aame vollantaa naa chetulto pisikaanu. Aame, ‘oka request.. Naadi naakavaa mallee” andi. I said sorry I wont do it’ Surprise ayyi ‘ye? Indaka chesavugaa’ andi. ‘Nuvvu request chestey cheyyanu, order cheyyi, nenu nee slave ni’ annanu. Oh thank you darling slave. I order. He takes it in his palm and I luxuriate in the feel of his flesh against mine. Before I realize it his hand is gone, then back with a vengeance. A hard slap reverberating through the muscular tissue.“Count for me baby girl,” his says, his smile playing through his tone.“Yes Sir,” my breathy reply. “One. Thank you Sir.”His hand rests a moment, rubbing gentle circles. Awakening my skin. Goose flesh is quickly spreading from that spot. My legs, arms, and breasts covered. My nipples rising taut. " Hewiped off some red dust, struck it with his hand and, when some plasterfell off, some planks came to view. "Aha, I was right. Looks like adoor, all sealed and plastered up. Maybe they wanted to hide something."The planks underneath the plaster coat were weak, the wood dried andcracked with age and it was a simple matter for him to slip his knife inbetween the door and its frame. It opened easily, the wood crumblingwith age. Some dust had drifted inside but when he looked inside he sawa.