You little bitch, you're no better than a common slut! I saw you out there yesterday, flat on your back giving your body away. A whore! My own daughte... is nothing better than a whore! How many men have you known, Karen? How much do they pay for your body?"Jason saw the tears well in the young brunette's eyes and stream down her cheeks. "Frank, you've..."Stay out of this, Jason!" Frank raged. "If you had raised your son better, this wouldn't have happened. But he takes after his mother and. She "joked" about only being able to be with a man if he wore a chastity device so she would no he was being faithful to her. The joke sounded really odd to me but I managed a laugh just to go along with her.A few glasses of wine later she asked me to massage her feet as the heels were very high and put both of her high heeled feet in my lap. For the next ten minutes I massaged one foot then the other, with the foot not being massaged rubbing my groin!!! Now I am not a "foot man" but damn she. ”Swami had been feeling bad all day and he decided to go to her room. The door was open, he knocked and called,“Hema are you awake?”There was no answer. She was lying on the bed with her face on the pillows, Swami could make out this from the night lamp. He decided that she was asleep and started to leave.A timid voice called out “Ayya?”Swami turned around and came inside the room and switched the light on. He said,“I thought you were sleeping.” He looked at her face, her eyes were red. She. “You’re hard to resist,” I laughed. “You know, I wouldn’t mind fooling around a bit. It’s been a while since I’ve had any fun. But I’m super gross from the gym,” she replied. “I don’t care how sweaty you are.” I stood up and started kissing her. She didn’t say a word, just started to kiss back. It was intense. I could feel her heart pounding, likely still worked up from the gym. My hands ran over her wet body, slipping under her sports bra to free her breasts. I stopped kissing her long enough.