’ Mere itna bolatehi wo bina musase puchhe meri bedroom me ghus gaya. Or waha bed par pade mere kapade uthakar remote khojane laga. Mere kapdome use...remote mila lekin wo meri panty ke saath haath me lekar muzase puchne laga, ‘bhabi ye naya cover bithaya hai kya?’ mai use marne ke liye bhagi to wo bhagkar bed ki dusari or chala gaya. Mai waha gayi to wo turant bed par chadhkar bhagne laga itne me meri bra meuska pav atak gaya aur bra ka hook bedsheet me fasa tha isliye wo gir gaya. Muze aab hasi. .. of ripe melon."Thank you. I think I'm sufficiently combed already," she said, looking over her shoulder, where some torn hair strands hung. I picked the strands and threw them into the bin."And now the teeth," I said.She nodded, then lowered her head thoughtfully.We went into the bathroom and stood before the mirror. There was a toothbrush on the shelf above the sink. I took it and squeezed paste on it."Galia, you should open your mouth."She glanced at me, then managed a smile and gaped. Then I slowly began to push the rubbery shaft into my asshole. It felt great. I slowly worked it in and out loosening my hole more with every cycle. After a few minutes I was going to town on my ass and was so caught up in the pleasure I didn’t even notice my dad standing in the doorway watching me. I was kind of embarrased but knew that he understood why I liked it. The next thing that happened was the last thing that I ever suspected. My dad then entered my room and closed the door behind. She could feel it coming. Welling up inside of her. As it approached she dreaded the moment.She had never felt so sad in all of her life.Never had she felt this helpless. Not even the times she spent with Bob before she trusted he would not just "Throw Her Away."Another tear seeped from the edge of her eye to trace a path down her face. She could feel the pain of sadness creeping up through her.Lost in the moment as she gripped Bob's shoulder tightly and steadied herself with her other hand on.