I thought maybe you both might want some company.”“are you the guy who was using the phone outside a few minutes ago?”“yes, that’s me.”“...hen come on over. And bring some sprite or cranberry juice, if you don’t mind. I have some vodka.”I changed into comfortable shirt and shorts, got a few bottles of the sprite from the mini bar and knocked on their door. I noticed that the curtains were completely closed.Hello, Rahul, I’m Arjun, and this is Priya. Come in.” he was wearing boxer shorts, which. On it were piled a lot of cushions of various sorts and consistencies, with which Alice and Marion used to make nests for themselves, little dreaming that the real object of the 'Turkish Divan' (as they had christened it) was to be the altar on which Alice's virginity would be sacrificed to the Goddess of Love, the mission of the straps being to hold her in position while being violated, should she not surrender herself quietly to her fate!By the keyboard of the grand piano stood a duet-stool. It wasn’t dirty by any means, but I wanted it spotless for when Mr. Kane returned home. I knew he’d appreciate it. He always goes above and beyond to make me the happiest little girl on the planet; the least I could do was keep his house in order.I was in the bedroom putting new sheets on the bed when my phone rang. I made a dash to where it was and immediately picked it up.“Hi!”“Hey!”God, his voice. Even through the phone, it makes me wet.“How are you?”“I’m good. What are you up to?”“Cleaning.. “Are you ok mom?” I asked “Yes baby, it’s just that it was so beautiful to have you fuck me and fill me with your seed” she sobbed. As she finished saying this I heard dad say he was going to cum. “Yeah daddy, fill my cunt with your hot sticky spunk I want it all, I want to feel it drip from me when we finish” screamed mary as she was having another orgasm. Dad gave a final thrust and planted his seed in his daughters pussy as she requested, then once calmed they both cuddled.