Usne b meri tareef ki , sach ya jhooth mjhe ni pata. Fir maine use bola k ham mil sakte h? Usne poocha “Tmhare irade ky h?”. Maine kaha “Jo tmha...e irade honge wahi mere bhi h”. Mera fir se khada ho gaya or mere dil ki dhadkan bhi badh gayi. Abb to mjhse control hi ni ho raha tha. Usne kaha mere irade to wahi h jo tmhare h. Fir uska achanak se messg aaya k “I am married”. Maine poocha fir mjhse kyu baat krr rahi ho? Usne kaha mera pati ka kahi or affair chal raha h isliye. Maine fir kaha mjhe. I think we have to deal with this. I don't want to be a rival to my own daughter." She came and sat down beside me on the bed, her robe still open showing me her boobs and a dark patch of curly hair on her mound. It was sending strange feelings coursing through me again and my face was damp with perspiration.I felt deeply ashamed at what I was feeling. My eyes misted over and two big teardrops ran down my cheeks. She put her arms round me and pulled me against her and my right hand accidentally. "By the time lunch has come and gone and I have been given permission to go down into the gardens, but Jo, or Charlotte, Celia, Gerry or George seem never to be far away.As for me, I am feeling just enormous relief to be back in familiar surroundings, comforted by the familiar "beep" as my RFID chip is registered by a sensor on the building systems again.I'm ashamed to admit that I had completely forgotten about Angela. I wonder for a moment if it all hadn't been some form of roller coaster. They both undid their jeans and got their hard cocks out in front of my face, taking it in turns to fuck my willing mouth. Their cocks tasted so good as they forced them down my throat pulling at my hair roughly and talking dirty to me. I was so turned on.After about 20 minutes Matt pulled me up and turned me to face the wall pulling at my jeans forcing them down to the floor. Matt spat in he’s hand and rub it into my ass making me nice and wet. I could feel he’s hard cock at the entrance to my.