Her client was lying face down on the mattress, resting his head on his arms, a folded towel over his muscular buttocks. Quietly, she struck a match a...d lit an incense stick in a holder on the bureau, and then pushed a button on the CD player. The music was quiet, pentatonic, twangy: a Japanese stringed instrument known as a koto. She took a bottle of massage oil from the window sill where it had been warming in the suns rays, and approached her customer, kneeling between his parted legs and. It started to cause a stir in my groins. While she was pouring food, I asked her name. She said it’s Shanti.That’s a neat name, we talked a bit and I came to know that she is one of the wives of the Baba. He had sent her to look after me and that she is going to stay in my hut only. I suggested her to eat dinner along with me. She agreed to it and also sat beside me. I have to say this, the food she had cooked was one of the best I have ever had.After completing our food, she cleared out the. “Just try to keep it down, ok?” Daddy ducked back down and returned to licking and suckling the little nub that drove his daughter insane with pleasure. It didn`t take long before she was writhing under him, biting her hand to keep from shrieking as an orgasm ripped through her tiny body. It had only been a month after Mama left them for a traveling salesman that Daddy had found himself leaning on his daughter, just eight years old, to fill her mother`s shoes. Those early days, he`d contented. She felt his prick jerking, and she got ready to receive his hot gush of cum.“Oooooohh Damn, Bitch…….” He groaned loudly. “Oooooohh, you Sweet Fucking Bitch…. I’ve never had my cock ridden like this…. yeah, move that ass…. move your sweet ass!”His prick pulsed…. then it spewed cum deep into her young teenage pussy. She didn’t let go of his ass cheek, she pulled him tighter to her quivering crotch instead. Her fingernails dug deep into the flesh of his ass while he filled her young cunt with.