I'm grateful everyday I spend with myfather and the special relationship we have as father and daughter. I onlyhope it won't be destroyed if he ever d...es remember his son."I can't say it was a nice time, dear, it was more like work. It was funwhen it started, but I'm getting tired of all the travel." And did my girl wow them as usual?" Dad kidded."Dad, you know its just work and I'm no different than any other model." Honey, your much different than any other model, you're special." Dad, I'm. ." she said. She leaned to the side, and a lamp came on. I now saw her clearly for the first time."I want to SEE you now, little brother...!" she whispered, as she leaned back again, and slid my cock inside her.I felt her pussy taking me in, and closed my eyes a second...but then opened them again. Enjoying the sight of my sister as she began riding me."Oohh god...I've wanted this...so long...!" Katie gasped, as she slowly slid my shaft in and out of her. "I...I had..planned...the young. She opened the door and there standing in front of me in a baby pink and blue saree was standing my Bhabhi. She was sweating as she was working in the kitchen for the evening party. Her cleavage was visible and was white as snow. Her figure 35, 32, 35, of course, this is a wild guess.I saw her and gave her a gentle hug. She hugged me back and ran to the kitchen asking me to sit. I told her I was in a hurry and that’s why will be leaving soon.She said that’s not possible as I have come after a. She drew a small curtain and closed the door, locking it with a small brass key on a fine, light chain, which she returned to her neck.In the kitchen she retrieved a mug of fresh brewed coffee from her automatic drip machine. She carried it to the bath as she began her day, not much different than any other, except that today she knew fear. She feared Susan and the feelings she was now aware that the young blonde girl could instill in her. It troubled her deeply as she bathed and later.