I felt her hand moving upwards until it was all the way under my skirt. I let out a soft moan as I felt her nails lightly grazing my inner thigh. Her ...ingers slowly worked between my legs until she was stroking me through my damp panties, fingers pushing and prodding at the delicate material until they gave with with a slight tearing sound. Her fingers found my glistening slit and trailed against it, teasing it apart before thrusting two fingers deep into my burning sex. I let out a long moan. "Now, that's what I call a nice find" he said. "You don't mind if i help myself do you?" He laughed and pulled her bra down. Her breasts now laid bare, he grabbed her right breast firmly, and brought his face down. He closed his lips around her nipple, sucking it a bit, before biting it gently. She groaned, she knew this was wrong, but she did like it, somewhere deep inside her, she wanted more. He came up again, releasing her breast and shifting his look downwards. "And what's behind door. Tailor: I already stitched you a blouse for your drama yesterday.Me: We have a lot of costume changes in the drama, so I need more blouses.Tailor: Sorry bhaiyya, I can’t stitch these for you. Please leave.Then, I gave him a slip with a 2000 rupee note and smiled at him. He also acknowledged me with a smile and I returned to my home. On the slip, I had written asking him to come to my place if he wished to see the drama rehearsal himself, and I had mentioned my address.It was a Saturday and I. Her jaw ached as her father pumped his organ into her mouth, her small mouth struggling to fit him, terrified at the thought of what would happen if she didn't please him. *** Nick groaned as his daughter struggled against him, his hand tangled in her silky red hair. He looked down into her big, round eyes, wet with tears, and felt a pang of remorse. But no, he thought to himself. Hadn't she tricked him? The video of that night, her taped confession, and her computer history painted a clear.