. uhh, I don’t think I should kiss you there. Daddy’s shouldn’t kiss their baby girl’s breasts.” I say staring at her ripe luscious breasts,...covered only by a shirt so thin, that I could easily see she was not wearing a brassiere.“Daddy, you promised to always kiss all my boo-boos away. So kiss my broken heart daddy.” She says thrusting her chest toward me. Almost against my will I lean in and kiss her breast right on the erect nipple. The feeling was electric. My cock grew to full size, and I. Your company cut off personal internet use and cut you off from him. It’d been so great to have a friend on your desktop when you needed him, making everything else seem tolerable, but taking him away from you at break time was the last straw. Without him, the crap just piled up until you just couldn’t it, and you started looking for another job. The interview at the new company had been brief and somewhat unusual. There weren’t any questions about your skills or experiences, just general. I’m so wet it slides in easily and you start thrusting faster. I look around at the guys, all of them absolutely smitten with raw lust as they watch you fuck me, and I beckon one after the other of your friends to move closer and touch me, kiss me. Guiding their hands and mouths…I guide one hand to my clit while you continue to pound away, I guide another to my breasts….I tease a hard cock with my tongue…licking and lapping, kissing and sucking…stroking yet another with my free hand… Someone. I started narrating her the story. Her face showed that she was something more than shocked. She couldn't believe it. And I was so engulfed in telling her the story that I didn't realise that my uncle Rajesh was also in the room and was listening to our story. I realised that he was there when he sat beside Rita. Both of us were shocked and a strange fear engulfed us. He slowly said, "Kishan, what you are thinking as a sin is not a sin actually. What me and your mom did today, is a very.