Her pussy embraced me. I loved sliding into Dusk’s cunt. She accepted it. That protocol had actually worked. I wasn’t sure if I would ever want to...use that, but it was hot watching her mind-control herself into being my slut.“Yeah,” I groaned, her legs wrapped around me. “You’re my slut, aren’t you?”“Yes, Daddy!” she cooed, her voice so girlish and sensual. “Your slut. Always I love you, Daddy. Now fuck me like a whore! I’m your whore. Your cum-dumpster!”Where did she learn these words? My dick. I got my first kiss from her on her birthday. Once during our college symposium she was wearing saree and we both got chance to be alone and that time i kissed her directly saw her navel and press her breasts above her blouse and fingered her above her saree but nothing more than that.Once it so happened she had to attend an interview in coimbatore. So she called me. And as this was the chance i readily accepted.We went in bus and due to crowd she was in a different seat and me in a different. Normally, he wouldn’t have been able to if she wasn’t for him, but seeing her future meant she was literally being born to be with him, it was her purpose. It may sound strange, but that was destiny at hand. Vincent was in the room when Juliet gave birth and moments after died. Luke knew she would pass after giving birth and so had she. They saw it in a dream when she became pregnant, so though he was sad at the loss of his wife, he was rejoicing for the birth of his daughter. He remembered how. He was astonished and started to praise me. I really felt so feminine in the clothes. I couldn’t take my eyes off the mirror when I was getting ready. I was getting arousal looking at myself.He slowly pulled me towards him and looked into his eyes. For once, he couldn’t believe it was me. We started kissing each other hard. He also grabbed my ass with his hands and squeezed them as I held his head.Later he kissed my neck and cleavage as he lifted my outfit and removed it. I, too, removed his.