The 3 of us went up the stairs. Arun meanwhile had already had a word with the Pandit.On arrival, he asked who will do the ‘Kanya-Daan’ As we were...the only 3 in the temple, I said that I would do it. So, basically, I was going to do the ‘Kanya-Daan’ of my girlfriend, to get her married to a driver. Knowing that the whole act was being conducted, so that she could be regally fucked by Arun for an entire day.The Pandit made them sit in front of the Hawan-Kund and ignited it. He started off with. ......................................................................................................................It was a beautiful spring morning . The c***dren had risen at six as usual and the four elder girls had gone to school into the capable hand of the lovely Miss Finkelstien.George had finished his morning swim in the cold pool and felt invigorated. Miss Maria was in the Kindergarten room teaching the three younger girls simple arithmetic and breakfast was all cleared away.Georg. The lock click had an ominous tone, matching the expression on his face as he turned back towards his impish prey. Her blue eyes were wide in her pale face, as she peered up at him, and as he stepped forward, she stumbled backwards, the laughter in her eyes tinged with a hint of erotic fear. Good. He liked that expression.Without warning he lunged towards her, hands coming up to wrap around her sides and toss her onto the bed. She squeaked as she landed, immediately turning over to scramble. The master bedroom had one of those old canopy beds. Since Sandy was downstairs making us tea and biscuits, I decided to explore the house. I looked up at a picture of a hawkish looking but kinda hot woman, it was sort of unnerving and it hung in front of the bed. I started to snoop I went through the bureau and found some old tin types, it was the woman from the painting but she was naked in various poses and using a dildo in one of them.I rummaged around more and I found an ivory dildo. Now.