“Oye harami ye kya kia” I demanded“Tu phir charha leta he upper pant” he laughedI was now naked waist below, he came behind me and sat down fa...ing my big ass.I could feel his breath“Oye kya ker reha hai” I asked“Kareeb se dekh reha hun” he said“Thori tangen khol” he demandedI obeyed without much hesitation“Yaar teri gaand abhi tak kese bachi rahee” he asked“Abhi tak ka kya matlab” I askedHis nose was touching a little on my bums“Yaar touch ker luoon”? He requested“Kiun kamine” I frowned“Dekhna. You instruct me to remove your panties, and to kiss and lick and worship the shaven pussy that I find – all of this I do eagerly, tasting your warm spicy pussy-juice for the first delicious time. You murmur a little at that – perhaps you had not expected to find me so responsive, or to know what to do? I may look young and naive, but since my high school cheerleading coach first had me when I was just turned fifteen, I’ve spread my legs and given my cunt to several women, and nothing thrills. She had never had anything pushed inside her this way before and her body was reacting in reverse. It thought there was something she needed to expel. It took all of her effort not to clench her bowels and try forcing his fingers out of her. She would not be able to live down the embarrassment if she emptied herself on her bed in front of her father. The pain of forcing back her natural instincts created a whole new sensation. She was fighting against her father's fingers and her own. I spent ages looking but she had hidden it well and I never found it. Instead, we put it behind us and I showed her how to help in my garage operation making simple electronic devices; she took to the work very quickly, mastering a soldering iron in minutes and starting to churn out customer orders within a couple of days to a high standard.I showed her how to use oscilloscopes to check the output of my little cottage factory and she kept a watchful eye on me; she knew I would want to make.