She was dripping wet and I could feel the heat of her burning need like a furnace on my fingers. One of my hands rose to cup the back of her head and ...he other dropped between her long legs to cup her pussy, a finger gently sliding across her slick entrance and circling her clit.My stepdaughter’s head dropped back, her breath fast and short. Her eyes were wide and hazy with arousal, barely able to focus. “Please, Daddy...” she begged. “I’m so ready for you...” Her own hands trailed down my. After I landed, a couple of SMS were waiting for me, from bhabi. She had begged not to tell anyone what I had seen, especially my brother. I did not bother to reply. On way to airport, I received call from bhabi for the same purpose. I told her she should not worry at the moment since I was already out of town and whether to decide brother or not, will depend upon what circumstances prevailed on my return.On returning from tour, I first went home to drop the suitcase. Bhabi was waiting for me.. I cleared the table and washed up the plates and utensils, taking me a good half hour.As I came into the lounge, Mary was sitting even closer to Robert, with both of them having their hands on each other's thighs. I sat in the easy chair, trying to get into the conversation, without much success.When Mary said, "Tea, David, please, and cake."So off I went into the kitchen again, when I came back with the tea and cake. I was sure Mary's dress was higher up her thigh, and she was showing more. The central government still controls electric power, though there is coal and steam power to survive, civilians can only experience it nowadays if you work in the towers. Shortly after birth everyone is implanted with a digital chip, usually in ones forearm that contains a person’s family wealth amongst other details within, doing away with tangible currency. Presley’s mind starts to wander once more, the holding book little interest but the memory it carries, one of her as a young girl, maybe.