Shes Mexican but has a ass like a Puerto Rican or Dominican chick. In fact I always call her my Dominicano. I went back to my crew and she went back...to hers but we glanced at other during the game. She even came over and gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek after the Hopkins touchdown. My boys was like "D you gotta hit that". I played it smooth but as I walked past her to go to the bathroom she gave me that look. I rubbed her neck as I walked past and heard her girl say "hes something" . The little head was indeed in charge. "Does that feel good, daddy?" She asked."Oh Baby, yes it does." All the years of pent up sexual energy were coming to a head. Then she sat back down between my thighs and continued her hand job. The scene was very surreal I was lying on my bed. My teenage daughter was dressed in a t-shirt and tap pants giving me perhaps the greatest hand job I had ever had. Her own sexual excitement was evident by her pronounced nipples pressed firmly against her tee, as. "Oh, No. Don't come in here. Go. Everyone is right in the next room and I'm still out if breath from the run”. I don't listen and lean over and gently bite your nipple. "STOP!!. I don't have the energy to move" Still I don't listen. With that I pinch and pull your other nipple. Again you tell me you have no energy to move. I tell you that's not my problem,” I told you not to go out for a run when we were about to have company, and now you're too tired to help entertain our guests”. Again. Rahul looked down, thinking about what she must have thought about him.Madhavi convinced him that she won’t force him into this. It’s all his choice whether he wishes to help her or not. She even assured that even if he denies no one will ever come to know about his other income source or whatever happens in between them.In sheer confused mindset, Rahul said he needed time to think. Since this was a spontaneous offer from her side and he wasn’t in a mindset to make the decision so quickly..