The change in the field was marked. Although it was still marshy it was by no means as bad as it had been. I told Colmgil to give it a week or two and...then to check and see how it looked. He was less sceptical now of my idea, having seen the amount of water that had seeped into the drains.While we were sitting having a lunch of cold meat and bread I asked Colmgil about bees."Does anyone keep bees around here Colmgil?" Keep bees, my Lord, isn't that something that churchmen do to pass the time?". I would also sneak into her room when no one was home and look in her little basket that had the dirty laundry in it. I would carefully sift through her clothes looking for a frilly or lace garment. Finally I found a purple thong. I put it to my nose and I took a glorious hit of pussy musk in. I felt so excited by this lewd completeley perverted act that I got an instant hard on. I returned the clothes to the original pile and left. This would eventually escalate to me putting her musky panties. Both daughter and daddy had high sex drives. They then started fucking each other during the day. If she stod at the stove to cook, he would get behind her and grab her tits and push his cock into her and fuck her while she cooked. He sometimes would lay her on the kitchen table and spread her legs and finger fuck her before he would ram his cock in her. He loved to watch his fingers or his cock go in and out of her tight pussy or ass. They began to wear no clothes in their house so it was. They all greeted her with a formal kiss on her cheeks but she made sure that her breasts were firmly pressed against them when they held her. She served dinner like a good Indian wife and whilst serving touched their arm or thigh. Even brushed her boobs against them. She wouldn’t let them spread the napkins but did it herself, making sure that her fingers touched their manhood as she placed the napkin on their laps. Simon, Mike and Joe were going to have some good time and Komal was getting.