They hardly use to visit us as they were busy with work. I had a good attachment with my son-in-law as he use to call me daily. It was like I use to t...lk to him more than my daughter.I came to know that their relationship was not going well, so I just planned to visit Bangalore and stay with them for a few days and that changed my life forever.I started living with them. My daughter was very irresponsible in everything. She didn’t care anything. She was so rude like her father and she didn’t. The ragged waist rode low on her hips, so low that you could plainly see the end of her tailbone, and the beginning of her crack. In front, they were loosely tied on with a rawhide lace that revealed the total absence of pubic hair to any and all who cared to look, and many did. They were so tight that the seam ran straight through her pussy, giving my sweet little cousin a camel toe that begged to be touched, tasted, ploughed.I was dragging the luggage, naturally, and there was a hell of a lot. We'd already decided on the outfit, so today Iwas able to just enjoy the show. Tammy works out as well, and has notan overly bulky physique, but it is definitely well defined. OK, rockhard abs is a clich?, but she has them. And above a frilly black garterbelt, they are quite spectacular. Tammy put on the belt, and attached apair of black Thigh High stockings with a scalloped top. I helped byattaching the back straps, taking a minute to linger and toy with theelastic top, pulling it out slightly. As he was speaking to the woman, he saw Susan slump over on the sofa. Gathering her up in his arms — she was now unconscious — he carried her out to the elevator. He was only dimly aware of the shocked looks in his direction coming from company employees to whom he had always been the soul of propriety. Here he was now carrying a ragamuffin — a homeless woman of the streets — in his arms. When his private elevator reached the basement garage his limousine was at the door waiting. After gently.