My daddy was getting a bit annoyed and tried to stop me doing it but the players insisted that I was to be there waiter. This is when it all clicked...into gear as it was my daddy who wanted this and now he cant stop it ,so I thought id really pay him back, and started flirting with all the guys ,this made my daddy really angry but nothing ever happened the players knew it was just fun, However it wasn't long until my flirting went to the next stage . You see my daddy had two black guys. Car me baithte hi shipla ne usse uska naam pucha.Girl: divya…Me: nice name dear….Shilpa: oye kutte, tu jyada interest mat le. Tu meri skirt upar utha.Maine jaise hi uski skirt uthayi to ek kareeb 7” lamba dildo dekha. Wo dekh k meri aankhe khuli rah gayi…Divya: ye dekho is gandu ko, kaise ankhen faar faar k dekh raha h. Sahi me kya kutta mila h tujhe shilpa… seriously you are very lucky….Dono hasne lagi..Shilpa:dekh kya raha h be, chal choosna chalu kar.Mere paas koi option nhi tha, na chahte. She replied, bathed morning and will bath on a while as it is summer. I ask her to bring the things that are in back seat of my car, which she went and gave me, I said “it’s for you, it’s your cloth”. She began to smile and thanked me. I ask her, for change and show me how she looks in her new dress. She went to other room changed and show me one by one, and I start praising her on her beauty on both the saree and in her nightie, she made me remember my wife. Where I start missing her, frank to. ”“Yes, she tends to go on about me ever since dad died,” I said without thinking.I saw his eye fall to the floor and it was obvious he was contemplating something.My father died two years after Jacob and his family moved in next door.Since then, my mother raised me on her own. I guess part of her issue of complaining about me was embedded in the fact that she was worried about whether she’d done a good job raising me.Well, as grandma said, “she’s not shooting up d**gs or selling herself so you.