He moaned."My daughter is a fucking slut just like you." He breathed, his cockhead purple and on the verge of exploding. "And I fuck girls like you be...ause I can't fuck her." Precum gathered at his cum-hole. This explained his obsession with grudge fucking young girls. "She's a fucking whore and I imagine fucking her arse and fucking her face," his fist gathered pace, "She's got big fucking tits like you and she shaves her tight little cunt like you and I've heard her getting beaten with a belt. The conversation escalated to sex and as I always do, started to send him some photos. I started to tease myself, stretching ribbons of sweet juices from my shaven pussy. I instantly felt my nipples tingle and I squeezed and let some milk spray and flow down my body and onto my stomach. I took off the t-shirt and sent him all that he requested. He wanted me to squirt my milk on the large framed 7 foot floor standing mirror in our bedroom and send him the photos. As I did this, it was driving me. Emma moved forward and asked him to expose me for her, lift your dress sissy girl he said, I did and Emma saw his hands working my cock inside my panties and his stroking of my stockings, pantyhose and garter straps. His hand was now inside my camisole panties wanking me and Emma proceeded to lower my panties so that they puddled at my ankles. He wanked me hard now, squeezing my cockhead and pulling at my balls. I have to cum I stuttered as I bent forward, cum then sissy girl show Emma what you. She agreed readily as she told me that she was alone as her room mate had left to her hometown and she was in fact looking to chill out that Saturday night. I was on cloud nine and it was like Beta Laddoo chahiye kya…??Then after finishing the layouts and designs we just came out to the hall and I asked her to relax and went out to bring some chilled beer and cigarettes. By the time I came home she had prepared some egg masala which were there in my refrigerator and she was also smiling slyly.