Nicole smiled sweetly at her father, before leaping back to her feet and padding over to their ensuite bathroom. The beautiful, pale redhead then unbu...toned her denim skirt, loosening it as if preparing to take it off. An almost coy, seductive grin rested on her lips as she turned back to her father and purposefully let the small skirt drop to the floor.“Daddy I’m going to take a bath, but the nice man didn’t leave and towels…” She began, while peeling her tank top off slowly and revealing more. I break away and look up at him. "What are you up to? I know that look,” I say. "Just come here, Leslie," He whispers into my ear as he pulls me off to the side and into the brush. His hands are everywhere. Every touch sends a shock to my aching pussy. Oh god. "We can't do this," I pant. “My family is right there." I look over my shoulder and can clearly make out my family carrying on as usual, totally oblivious to the elicit scene developing just feet behind them. He smiles slyly. "Turn. "Mmmm, Billy, that feels wonderful!" "Well, you have very soft hair... I like playing in it." "I was thinking of getting it cut. That's all the style these days - short hair up off the shoulders a bit. What do you think?" "Don't you DARE cut this hair!" he said emphatically. "I hate the short hair look these days. You have long, beautiful hair and you should be proud of it. I know I am. Don't cut your hair, please tell me you won't!" O-okay, Billy. I promise!" She smiled up at him, happy that. Mera cousin aur priya dono shehar me shift kar gaye the aur chacha chachi gao me rehte the. Humara gao shehar ke bilkul pass tha aur main aksar unke ghar par chala jata tha. Hafte me ik baar jarur jana hota tha mera kisi na kisi kaam se. Now let me start the story where it all happened. Main kisi kaam se gya hua tha aur raste me meri bike khrab ho gyi thi. I had no other choices except calling my cousin so maine us se help maangi to vo mujhe apne ghar le aya aur mujhe bolne laga k aj m vaha.