. “I’m home, Dad!”“About time,” I yelled in response. “You didn’t meet any Jihadists while you were out, did you?”Sia strolled into th... living room. “What are you talking about?” she asked, her eyes puzzled, a shopping bag in one hand.“I thought you might have decided to become a Jihadist bride,” I said.“A what?”“Never mind. What did you buy? A chador?”“A what?” my confused daughter asked again.I laughed. “Forget it. So you bought something. What?”Sia smiled. “It’s for you,” she announced,. This is just the beginning... I suggest you learn to enjoy what I give you!!!" The frigid air instantly sends chills through me. Goosebumps covering every inch of my arms and chest. My nipples instantly becoming hard little duds. I thrash wildly, attempting to knock him away from me. Screaming with everything I have, praying someone will hear me. I flinch when he laughs harshly into my ear, "What’s the matter? Is it too cold in here? Would you like me to warm you up?" my body jerks as he lands. Ab babita bapu ji se chud rhi thi aur jetha ka choos rhi thi. Jetha bola ki ab mujhe bhi inke ched ko chodna hai to bapuji ne kha kin ahi abhi mai aur chodunga to jetha bola theek hai to mai inki gaand marunga babita ne kha please jetha ji aaram se kariye ga mai kabhigaand main hi chudi bohut dard hoga to jetha bola ki koi baat nji maza ayega to babita maan gayi aur jetha ne babita ki gaand chati aur thoda thook lagaya aur ungli gaand ke ched mai bhar di babita thodi chillai aur jetha ne ungli. God dam my cock is hard! This is going to be so fucking good! Wishing I had remembered to set up the mirror behind the bed frame so she could see me.Ah. Calmer now. Gasping for breath but still trying to get his hands away from her tits. Mmmm. Time to get this started now.Getting off her, letting her kick a little but she is too winded for much of that.Walking around so she can finally see him. She snarls, 'You motherfucking bastard'! 'Let me up'!Grinning at her. Loving how she fights the ties.