But he knew it was the wrong time to be turned on. Keeping his mind on business he took his shirt off and wrapped it around where he had just bitten h...r, to stop the bleeding. Now noticing that she was passed out, he buttoned her blouse to cover her beautiful breasts that were protrudung over her open blouse. As he zipped her skirt make up, he couldn't help but stare at her firm and very sexy thighs.He picked her up in his arms to look for a doctor. As he picked her up, her eyes started to. I pulled up his boxers and his pants and zipped his fly. In the silence beneath the desk, it sounded loud, but surely I’d been quiet enough. Surely I’d done it right. I trembled as I did up his belt. He stood up as soon as I was done. I heard footsteps out of the room and then I saw him sit back down. I reached for his pants, eager to keep up my ministrations and earn my reward, but his hands reached out and stopped mine. He gripped me so hard it was painful. I stifled a cry. Maybe if I was. And books, lots of books. I see drawings on the walls – children's drawings. I see you and me sitting on a leather couch. I see a desk in the corner with a computer and some photos in frames. I can't see the photos from here." That's good. That's what I see, too." I thought you were blind." That was your idea, not mine. The mind is an amazing thing. It fills in the blanks. It creates fictions to cover gaps in the reality that it sees. I couldn't see what you could see so your subconscious. It was wild. His gaze fell to Khushboo’s virgin cunt and his prick seemed to grow another two inches. He rubbed her ass, his fingers gliding down between her creamy asscheeks. “Ooooh, Daddy,” Khushboo sighed. The inside of her cunt contracted. “Stick it in me.”Gunjan crawled around behind her sister. She gripped her father’s huge cock. “Let me put it in, Daddy.” Atharva groaned, jerking his cock through Gunjan’s fingers. His fingers still caressed the tiny wrinkled crack of Khushboo’s shitter..