"Fuck!" Laura panted. "You're good! Slave, your ass better be ready for my cock. It needs a new home to live in." Your cock can live in my ass free of...rent...but please go easy on me," Rebecca replied."Hmm, since you've job such a good so far, I will grant your request. But I must warn you, once you've adjusted to my cock. Expect to be fucked until you're a drooling mess! But in the meantime let me show you around the shop."A few hours laterRebecca was on her knees, naked in Laura's bedroom.. His alcohol-soaked mind made a transference. The young girl lying naked and sexually sated in the next room was no longer his young daughter. She became his tramp-ass wife, the bitch who had deserted him and their precious daughter to go shack up with that TVA man."No, damn it! She won't get away with it!" he muttered angrily.Boiling with anger, he shoved away from the table and headed for his daughter's bedroom. He was fumbling with the buckle of his belt even as he staggered through the. He ran his fingers over Jessies ass through her skirt, his hands traveling down her thighs and back up under the skirt. He pushed up the material as his hands moved upward to settle on her panty clad bottom. Paige could plainly see how turned on Jess was by the soaked material covering her crotch. With a quickness, his hand landed a swift slap to her bottom. Jessie jerked in surprise, her legs quickly coming together."Do not close your legs to me.. ever"His hand landed on her ass again, this. Me: “Yes Bhabhi. Ask me, you have helped me lot in what I am today”.Bhabhi: “Will you be my friend”. Me: “Ofcourse I am”. She said “No not like that” and removed her mangalsutra. I was a bit shocked. Bhabhi: ” I want to lead a life of your age for few hours. I know you are 22 and I am 39. But still will you treat me like a friend of your age”. Me: “No problem bhabhi. But why did u remove your mangalsutra???” She said: ” You know about my married life. I am fed up with it. I dont know why I am.