The constant annoyance of hearing your neighbors talk about her… about how her father should keep her on a tight leash, about how short her skirt wa... and how tight her top was.Frankly, it bugged you to see your daughter of eighteen years old walk out of the house like she was a common hooker. If you pulled up her skirt you could clearly see those prude white panties underneath. A way of pretending that she was someone she was not was by wearing those granny panties. How dare she fuck around. . uurm.. *expression of worry* I was there earlier but I'm out at the moment .. Uurm, yeah I'll be home later .. but the thing is *We glance* I have to talk to you about something .. Please, let's not do this now.." *she hangs up* .. *I walk over and stroke her cheek and give her a deep kiss* "Y'know what, I think you've earned yourself a break .. how about some extra credit Miss *surname*?" Her - Please, please just eat my pussy.. but don't spoil me, I like it when you're rough.." *she begins. Even though I sucked her leg fingers, I also dint have courage to do anything at all. I just sat very close to her and both our shoulders were touching each others. I took her right hand on my left hand and started to rub.In the mean time, bus was stopped for dinner. So they switched on lights. Then only we both saw each other properly and got introduced. Her name was Kritika (name changed) and working in software company. Her native is also Madurai. She was not so beautiful but for me she was. “For worrying. For doubting you. I'm sorry.”I let out a snorting laugh. “Oh, Sophia, doubts are fine. This is tough on us all. It's made me think about things, seeing Kevin, wondering just what I lost. But I have to focus on this one fact: I made a choice. I gave him up. I didn't love him more than doing my duty. I...” I shuddered. “If I had to choose between you and killing the dragon, I would choose you. I...” Her arms tightened and she let out a sob of joy. Tears fell down my cheeks as I.