When we got home, he angrily kicked off his shoes and sat down on the couch. With his hands covering his face, he asked me: “How could you be so stu...id and get that drunk. Do you know what high school boys are like at this age?” I shamefully looked down at the ground as daddy looked up at me for an answer.At the same time daddy looked me over, his eyes scanning my body, all I could think about was how hungry daddy’s eyes looked. I was wearing a pair of tight jean shorts and crop top that. She quickly understood what was required of her, she placed the rag against the damp spot and tried to absorb as much of the moisture as she could.When the rag was sufficiently damp, she took it and placed it the old mans lips. She noted the touch of his skin on hers and suddenly felt very aware that she was naked. Her breasts were heaving slightly now and her nipples were inches away from his chest. She repeatedly wet the rag as best as she could and then wringing the cloth to squeeze the. I had been lusting for her body ever since.After a few days, we started having regular phone conversations, her voice also used to make me horny, so I used to strip naked and then talk to her; sometimes even I used to stroke myself. One night when we were having phone conversation Sneha showed some interest in me, she told me she liked me the way I am. I was very happy then, and I thought to take the conversation on a level higher. I asked her as to what she likes in me more, and then I could. "First comes coffee." Coffee?" she gave me a queer look. "I don't drink coffee." Well I do. You could be nice, or just tell me where everything is and I'll make my own." I said I don't drink the stuff. The closest coffee you'll find is down in town." Then get your butt down to town and get me some!" I cried. "I'm not moving 'til I've had my fix. Get me a pound, ground, and something to brew it in."Ria took my look of exasperation and multiplied it. She went off in a huff, but she did go off..