We took turns peeping through the keyhole. In the excitement, my hand hit the door, though softly. Subadra Ammayi heard it I guess. I got scared. She ...uickly changed and was coming out. Meanwhile we sneaked back into our room, which was the second one from hers. We closed the door and we could hear her bedroom door opening. “Don’t worry”, Chettan said, “she would only think it’s the cat or something”. His words were comforting. Later that night Chettan and myself began our session late as we. If he was, and I was almost sure of it, I wondered, what would Daddy do if I showed him my shaved smooth pussy now? He'd probably wreck the car. That would not be good. I can hear the police officer now asking, "Sir, how did this happen?" and Daddy answering, "Oh, my daughter was showing me her shaved pussy." Then I'd be getting arrested for indecent exposure! Or the cop would want to see also. That would be a whole different story. So I just sat there patiently riding and reading my Nook.. They are untouched, my tongue assures me.”Mikael grinned at the thought of the two new captives, strapped to a soft bed, completely naked their pre-puberty bodies being ravished by Katrina’s tongue as it felt for impurities on the bodies, and in their virgin cunts.“Good,” sighed Mikael standing, “Describe them to me.”“Sisters . . .” she gasped, “Red hair, medium height- oh my god! -,” she cried out as Mikael’s eight and a half inch cock sprang upright before her, and thrust, relentlessly, into. We all put our clothes on as Monica went to her room and slipped into PJ pants and a tank top.“I don't really want to talk about my night, but I do want to hear about yours,” Monica suggested as she sat on the couch. Of course, Anthony was the first to chime in; he talked about the party from earlier and the card game that followed. I was relieved that there was no mention of the sex we just had. The room surely still smelled like cum despite my cleanup efforts while Monica was getting changed..