"Wow!" was the one word to escape my lips as I took in her beauty. Mary was wearing a white micro string bikini. The bottoms tied on the sides and sca...cely covered her labia. The top was all string except for the two one-inch triangular patches that were tightly gripping her erect nipples.Mary did a little pirouette for me, and her ass was completely bare, excluding the small white string that crossed her waist and dove between her buttocks. Staring like a teenage fool, I quickly hardened and. Then i forget every thing after that and when i was 17 i recollected the memories of the childhood and i recovered the memory of Rajesh fucking my mother in front of me.A week after i met Rajesh he is still a bachelor this time my father gone to his native to see his relations. Its a sunday i was sleeping in my room and my sister went to her friends house to get some notes. After an hour or so i started to here some noise from my mother,s room i thought my father is back from the native and. He began to go on about how his wife didn’t understand him. I couldn’t stand it!I slapped him.Hard.‘Will you bloody shut up! I have no concern at all about your wife or what you do or don’t do! I am not interested! I was interested in your cock! Now that’s over, I’m going.’‘But?but Carmen?will I see you again?’‘What on earth for?’He was immediately at a loss and I felt slightly sorry for him.‘Call me at my office sometime,’ I said airily. ‘I’ll leave you to pay for the room. Bye.’He called and. “Dinner’s almost ready.”“I’m not hungry!”“Sia, we need to talk,” I informed her through the closed doors.“Go away! I don’t want to talk to you!”This was another of those moments. Intimacy aside, I was still her father. She didn’t understand how irreversible or how significant intercourse was. It was my responsibility to help her accept the situation. Steeling myself, I opened the door and entered. Sia was on her back, her head propped up with pillows, her iPhone in her hands. She didn’t even.