I then gave a missed call to my mobile through her mobile so that i will send erotic messages to her every now and then. it took about another 45 min...tes for her to regain consciousness. when she was almost coming back to life, i switched on my video camera and took my mobile phone. when she was back to normal and shouting again, i slapped her and said, "Talk to your son on the phone". But i actually was playing the recorded voice of her son that i had already taken 2 months back (remember?).. ” Saying this, I left her place.The next day, I had some awkward moments with her while going to my office. In the evening, John returned, which made me worry about what Sara would tell him about me. Again, at night John came to my place and apologized for what happened between Sara and me last night.He promised me that won’t happen again and took me to his place for ice-cream. Both of them smiled and offered me vanilla ice cream, which had a funny color. I ate it and immediately fell. My daughter’s naughty tongue doing something productive.I kept twisting the amulet as my body shook. The pressure swelled. My toes curled under me. Her fingers caressed my clit.“Yes,” I groaned as my orgasm detonated in me.Rapture surged through me. The amulet shook in my hand, the cop’s dull eyes following it as she repeated her commands. Pleasure flooded out of my cunt, soaking my daughter’s fingers. My asshole writhed about her tongue, my butt-cheeks squeezed on her face.Pleasure spilled. It's really cute!" I said nervously.Really that's the best I could come up with? Ugh… why do I even care? Not like I'm going to see her again."Oh… uh… thanks. I really like your um… dress," she replied very awkwardly.I simply smiled as I tried to focus my attention elsewhere.Ding dingThe doors opened and I thought to myself there is no way more people are fitting in here. The impatient businesspeople pushed their way on anyway, shoving people into every nook and cranny possible. Suddenly the.