Now I will tell you something about dat girl she had got a prefect figure she was fair and her figure is 36-27-32.another important thing to mention h...re is that she never called me bhai she always called me with my name.i was strange by that thing.One day no body is at home I was sleeping in the morning.suddenly bell rang I got up and opened the door reema was there i just told her to get in and start his work .now I was sitting on the sofa she came near to me on the floor for safai.on dat day. The thought of what I could do with them was intoxicating, however I had to get to the office.Around noon, Stephanie called me to pass on something interesting. The local cable channel wanted to do a piece on her studio. Tara Jones was an up and coming reporter and apparently was looking for anything she could use as a backdrop while she talked to the camera. After I hung up, I found a project I had been working on had been picked by upper management to move forward. A lot of people. “Where were you?” she snapped.“I went to the go-cart track with Will and-”She cut him off with a growl and pushed him hard enough that he stumbled back. “Oh, off with those two. I guess they’re more important than me, huh?”“What? No. You said you needed to do your chores, so-”“I don’t even want to hear it.”“Amy, if I knew you were going to call, I wouldn’t have gone. I just haven’t seen them in a while.”“And I suppose that’s my fault?”“No.”“Whatever,” she said, and then spun on her. Uh... That... That has to stop.”“Why?” I asked, cum on my lips again. “You loved it, and I loved it. So what's the big deal? It's just a blowjob from your cute daughter.” I smiled. “I mean, I do make you hard, so it's only fair that I'm the one who takes care of you.”He stared at me and then he walked away, muttering to himself.I went to Instagram. My last “ice cream” pic had blown up. There were so many comments about how I sucked my daddy's cock and was a whore. A slut. I shuddered as I read.