I walked out to meet Rob. “Mate, I need to have a chat with you about Libby.” He said. My mind raced. How the hell could he know? Did he ...now? Did he know she was here? What did he know? HOW THE HELL DO I EXPLAIN IT? This was his only daughter… My oldest friend’s only daughter! Where was my conscience half an hour ago? “What’s up Rob?” I asked, trying desperately to appear calm and at ease. “Well, she needs to spend a few days in Melbourne, but we don’t have anywhere for. "We have both been through a traumatic event and the interviewing and the questions and..." I stopped. "Maybe we should go to our rooms, so nothing else happens." "Agreed," Winston said as we both went our separate ways.I laid in bed thinking about what had happened. I didn't feel like it was a mistake. I knew I felt the need to be close to him. However, was it because he saved my life? Or that he was willing to die so that I could live? There were many instances were a person got a crush on. Well coming to the story soon after my grad I joined a IT firm and that to night shifts and had so many girls around who were mostly working to enjoy life.I am 5.9 average built and may be not bad at all at looks and use to have a gf wherever I go. I am a batchelor stay with friends on a flat in Hyderabad. Then here comes Shalu into picture my colleague chubby not fat though 5.6 may be big boobies and ass who got close to me and slowly chatting hangouts movies night rides, parties drinks etc.I. She was emanating so much heat from there I could feel it on my face from a foot away. I held her thighs and moved in to sup from her. Not so much to lick her as to DRINK her. Within two minutes of beginning lapping at her large meaty clitoris, there was a pool on my duvet, under herbum. I had to hold her still, as she came, absolutely immediately, I looked up to see her FIRMLY manhandlingher tits up above me, her eyes closed and mouth open. She looked SOOOO fucking sexy.One hand came down.