She’d done it a dozen times before in her previous jobs. However, when his hand slid over her ass, what came out instead was a vapid giggle. Her eye... widened in surprise. She had forgotten about that programmed reaction. Chalmers, meanwhile, took her giggle as acquiescence and gave her ass a squeeze, which caused her to wiggle and giggle again. Chalmers’ other hand slid over her boob then. His palm pressed against her new piercing and she gasped at the sudden heated swirl of pain and pleasure. . One of the ladies told him, “Put three fingers inside my hole, Honey. Fist me if you like…” He moaned out at her request, and shoved three into her writhing cunt. I began a slow tease of his meat with my pointy tongue, driving him to higher highs. He ‘mumbled’ with his mouth full as I went down all the way on his turgid cock, and tightened my lips hard, pulling them back toward the head tightly. I held the base of him cock so he couldn’t cum just yet. The girls were fucking his fingers hard,. My father’s elder brother is the one who resides in the village to take care of our ancestral land. My village is not some fancy village as described in Bollywood movies or other stories. It’s a common northern Indian village without any river or lake or mountains (though have some ponds which I suppose were dug for irrigation purpose).After having breakfast and tea I decided to roam around the village and look for boys with whom I used to play cricket that if they still do the same or. I walked a few paces away from dad before turning around to face him. I brought my hands up to the two thin shoulder straps that were holding my dress loosely against my body, and slowly let them fall off my arms. The flimsy dress fell to my feet. My small boobs heaved as I stood in front of my own father's lustful glare. Dad's face was almost unrecognisable as he ran those crazed eyes over his daughter's body. His usual kindly face had been replaced by one of sheer carnal lust. So his next.