“Don’t worry, there’s no one around” She laughed.” And anyway, what if there were?” she added defiantly.She looked so hot, her hair shinin... in the soft morning light, eyes sparkling provocatively, and her tits looked incredible. I felt my pussy pulse and my labia begin to swell.“Angela, stop it.” I protested, weakly.“Why, don’t you like my tits anymore?” She ran her fingers over her pale pink areolae, teasing her nipples invitingly.“Angela, you’re incorrigible” I tried and failed to repress a. While going back home I said, “Dad you are very naughty. How dare you tell such jokes to women?” Dad was driving and I was sitting in the front passenger seat. Dad put his left hand on my shoulder and said, “Seema dear, you are not a girl now. You are grown up. Married. These are common things in high society. Tell me sincerely didn’t you enjoyed the joke?”While talking he was pressing my shoulder. Generally, he presses my shoulder now and then. But today it is with more pressure and for more. We looked at each other awkwardly. I was still pissed at him for his betrayals of me, and his manipulations of my memories. I guess we both thought it better not to talk about the past. We talked about the battle, instead.Svedra's spiders had killed over 8,000 men I found out. With the dragons attack, the archers, and our magicians, we had accounted for over 12,000 of the enemy. We ourselves had gotten off lightly, but we still had our own deaths and wounded from the battle. Our losses and. " I said harshly, walking around the desk."I agree," Miss Taylor nodded, looking a little relieved when she thought we were back on the same page, "And if you maybe just talk to her..."I shook my head."No," I said harshly as I yanked Miss Taylor up by the collar of her dress shirt before pushing her down hard, bending her over her desk, that incredible ass of hers in that tight little skirt on such an inviting display."What are you, let me go," she said, struggling. But I could tell it was.