Sleep heals all wounds."Jess escorted Chris up the stairs to the bedroom. She knew that sleepwould help him and ease him into being relaxed.*Cling* *C...ang* *Cling* *Clang*..... What were these sounds? Chris openedhis eyes and found himself lying on a mat in a gym. He saw men and womenalike lifting massive weights, stretches, yoga, the whole routine. Thismust just be another dream thought Chris. "Hey Chris....Hey Chris wake upand get over here," Jess yelled to Chris now standing directly over. Keeping his bluff on Chirag asked if she wanted to bet him, which Nishka readily agreed. Well it was agreed that the winner can ask anyone thing from the loser and so shall be granted.Chirag told it would be a six on the last ball and to his surprise he was and he won the first bet. Nishka was asked to get him water to drink and fetch him some chocolates from the fridge. Nishka’s turn was up and it went terribly wrong, she was asked to recharge his mobile when next time he asked, for just 50. Her dad jumped between her legs like a eager schoolboy and slipped his cock back into his daughter. He pounded in and out of her pussy. Karen's cunt made sloppy sounds and she let go small cries every time her dad penetrated her again and again. "Oooh, daddy, I love your cock. It's fucking killing me, please cum in me. Fill me up, I need your cum daddy..." she pleaded."Almost there babe, hold on." Her dad moved her legs up and she placed them on his shoulders. He could penetrate her more deeply. He then proceeded to take her statement. She told him everything, repeating over and over "It was just supposed to be a joke. We didn't really do anything!" as she cried her eyes out.While she was giving her statement, two Detectives showed up. I knew Rick Wilson from High School, and his partner, Ashleigh Crawford was ten years younger than us, and married to my buddy Larry at work. Larry was a bit of a dickhead, but whatever. Ash, on the other hand, was as sweet as can be, unless she was in.