Chudwaogi na? M-thik hai mam, mai us se bat karungi. K-tumhe koi problem ni na hi. M-ni mam. Main v to sirf enjyment ke liye usse chudwati hun. Ap v c...udwa sakti ho. Aur mere kahne pe wo ap ko chod skta hai. K-thik hai apne kapad pahno aur usse bat kro av mere samne. Medha kapda pahnti hai aur mere pas phone krti hai. M-hi! Viren kaha ho.? V-hi! Apne rum me. M- jan ek problm ho gai hai! V- kya bolo?M-ek meri senior hai aur meri ragng lete smy mere sare kapde ni kalwa di aur mere sex lif ke bare. “Oh yeah,” I replied as my cheeks turned red and I scratched the back of my head. His eyes wandered down my body, over my cleavage and down my legs. “Fan of mine, are you?” He asked as he hinted at my nightie. “Of course I am,” I giggled in response. “Where’s the milk and cookies then?” He laughed. As I started to edge towards the kitchen, he stopped me with his hands. “I was just kidding dear,” he said. “There’s another way a good girl can make it up.” “What do you mean?” I asked with a. Would Neal buy it? Maybe, it was worth a shot.The next day I made several phone calls to The Blackwell Group, hoping I could get Neal on the phone. No luck. I even drove by the building, hoping maybe to run into Neal outside. I didn’t see him. I drove by the old Elite Magazine building and let Alfred bend me over his desk to empty his balls into me after lunch. I kissed the old man, telling him I’d pick him up later dinner and sex.We fucked until around midnight, when Alfred was having. He stared at me for a long time. "I think you are very beautiful. and the sexiest girl I have ever known. If you weren't my daughter I would be all over you. Does that answer your question?" I had never felt closer to my daddy than at that moment. My mind was racing. He thinks I'm sexy. If I wasn't his daughter he would want to fuck me! I grinned at him across the table. “Is that why you got an erection when you walked in on me daddy?" I teased. "Because I'm sexy?" He looked shocked. "Oh god.