The wheels that have been set in motion speak of a large dangerousgathering. The meal that is planned is cut by two-thirds. No goats and noJessica wil... be on the menu. The sculpture has been cleaned up. There areno longer sharp shards on the floor from Jessica's explosive escape fromher tasty future. The heat consumes the spilled oil from her escape due tothe tended pig cooking. The absence of Laura is the only evidence thatanything had transpired.Jessica, consuming her bagel and eggs, notices. .Aur phir wo pani ka bottle nikal ke pani pi rahi thi or mujhe bhi offer kiyaShruti- aap pani pina chahoge ?Me-nahi mujhe nahi pina..Or mene uska naam pucha or use bataya shruti.Me- aap vadodara me kaha rehti ho?Shruti-nahi me valsad rehti hu yaha meri sister se milne aayi thi 4-5 din pehle.Me-ohhk aapne dekha vadodara city kaisi lagi ?Shruti – acchi he..Phir hum me formally baate hone lagi..Woh puch rahi thi tum kaha rehte ho ? Abhi kya ker rahe ho ? Etc etc..Karib ek ghante tak hamari baat. “I could hardly not hear Chloe. It was strange, being in the room whilst you caned my Mother.” “Never mind. Come on David, let’s put some cream on that” I said giving his bottom a tender rub. He had had enough punishment today after all. “I need a hug first Chloe, please.” I put my arms around his neck and he put his around my waist and as we pulled each other closer I kissed David. He kissed me back and I was just too aroused to stop, demanding “take me David, take. He was pretty stuck at this point, two fingers still buried inside of his daughter's tight young pussy. She huffed, lifting herself up off of his hand and turning around, unknowingly getting herself into a 69 position. Martin could only stare blankly at his daughter's young hairless little cunny, glistening with her juices, before he snapped back to lucidity, feeling his daughter's hand reach into his waistband and grip his throbbing cock for the first time. Adrianne shivered, it just barely.