They called it their “Date night,” but in reality, my father frequently arranged gang bangs. I didn’t tell my mother that I was going to suggest...Tiffany join her. I was still thinking about whether I was going to recommend it to my dad.We continued the training as if the blowjob never really happened after that. No one mentioned it had even happened. I had no idea at the time my father was going to shoot the idea down without a second thought.Annabelle stayed up in her room until my father came. They seemed to epitomise feminity to him because they were held up by nothing but a woman's natural curves. He rubbed his cheek lightly against the fabric. Black lace. Very fine and very soft. Sensuously, he lifted a finger and gently outlined the edge of the lace, traveling up the gentle slope and then down into the perfumed valley between her breasts. Slowly, he curled his finger under the flimsy lace. Then he ripped it off.Her eyes flew open in shock as his mouth slashed down on hers.. Her curvy waist was visible in her tight top.We started our drinks, and in between, he would play guitar for us. My mom would feel good watching him play music. He was trying his best to impress mom. Honestly speaking, I knew mom was already impressed with him. That’s why she was here in a stranger’s flat.After a few drinks, I decided to sit on the couch and listen to my favorite music on my headphone. In between, they both had started their conversation.Karan – So Kavya ji, did you like my. .and on...and on about the proper way to do a BJ. Isat in rapt awe at her sage advice and technique. On the onehand...hmmm...is that a scratch on my nail? Hmmm...okay...it's merelythe lighting. On the one hand, I was studiously making mental notes andvisualizing myself with Jimmy. On the other, oh...my...God! This is mysister talking about what she knew and had obviously done! I was soooclueless.So...anyway...there we are on the couch. I had already let him get tosecond base and though my.