”She kneels, her sorrowful eyes looking up at her father, and sucks his half hard cock, making it fully hard. She has never sucked it like she does ...his time, like making love to it. Lots of kisses, and rubs against her cheeks.“I’m sorry,” she says.“I know. Probably not sorry enough, though. You got what you want. Getting fucked. Becoming a true warrior.”“So ... you’ll let me fight?”“Yes, but I will remain with you. Toppling that arrogant head of yours off your shoulders would be a bit extreme. John, not wanting to miss out on the action, sauntered up behind her and slid his hands under her armpits to cup her breasts. She moaned as he pinched her nipples sharpely and then moved his hands under her blouse to rest on the lace of her bra.She now had Tony’s cock in her hand and was pumping up and down his shaft with her hand. John had now pulled down her pants and was freeing his member from his trousers aiming it at her anus. By the time she realised what he was planning it was too late. Taking Peter firmly by the hand she pulled him to the salon's entrance. As she opened the door Peter saw a petite woman get out of the other carcarrying a black physician's bag approach them. She had dishwatercolored blond hair, triangular face that some could call pretty ifwearing makeup and wearing blue scrubs."Yo Sara baby it's been too long. Come on inside and you can get towork on this miserable excuse for a man," Doris greeted the woman as shebent down to kiss her on the lips.In the. I congratulated them for the idea and told them that I am waiting impatiently for that day to come.The main problem was to get her in the household. Here fate took a hand. Unfortunately my wife fell sick and required someone full time to look after her. She had to be helped to the bathroom, to dress, comb her hair etc. I could help her at night but somebody was required during the day. It was not the type of job for a nurse but an ayah.I told Sita to ask my wife if she could do this and tell.