I hardly remember, we have met when she is studying her 9th class for the first time when they are looking for a house change. The second time is when...she is studying Inter for the subject and course-related matters and from then occasionally at family meetings. So it all started one fine day when her mother called me to wish for my birthday and gave over the phone to her and she has asked for a party, so we exchanged the phone numbers, she calls me “Annayya” by the way. The regular chat. Rachael extricated herself and copied Suzy - kneeling, legs apart, head up, chest out, eyes down, mouth open, hands behind the back - waiting to be commanded.“Good Girl”, soothed Mike, stroking her face with his erection “Master will be pleased”.Sam dropped his trousers for Suzy’s attention, all the while watching Mikey’s new sub improving oral skills.“What do you think, Dad? Isn’t she gorgeous”? “Yeah, but too young and inexperienced for me - but you enjoy her. But make sure you use the proper. ." she said at last. "That is what you deserved!" Is that it?" I asked, thinking that there had to be more. I was so turned on now."No," she replied. "I finish at two. Meet me at the station and we will go back to my place," she paused and with that little twinkle in her eye, continued. "If you want to, of course."Still leaning against the police van I said a little breathlessly, "Hell, yes I want to!”Sally jumped back into the van and reversed away from the wall. Putting her finger tips to her. ”“No. We rented a room. Wait till you see the painting I did of her. She’s so beautiful.”“Painting?” Granddad chuckled. “Is that what you were doing?”“Well, not all night. I finished the painting before we did anything else, though. It was really great.”“Is that all you have to say for yourself after spending the night with some girl in a filthy motel room?” Mom exclaimed.“First, yes, that’s all I have to say. Second, it wasn’t some girl; it was Jasmine. Third, the room was really quite clean.