"This feel good?" She asked me and I nodded and groaned out a yes and she stopped. I looked at her and I saw that she was looking towards the door.My ...tep-brother, James, was standing there, watching us. He stepped into the room and closed the door. "Emily, did your daddy have you feel what it was like to have a man do what your fingers are doing to her, moving in and out of her?" He asked Emily and she nodded "Did it feel good?" and she nodded again, smiling. "Then let me show her how it feels. It was more than 25-30 min we were kissing and i was foundling her boobs on top of her dress, I took her into my bedroom and went behind her and open the zip of kurti and was feeling her skin which was so soft and white,I removed her kurti and there she was in white color bra, i turn her around and attacked on both of her boobs and was biting on her cleavage mean while she was so charged up that she herself undid the hooks and remove the BRa, i played with her balls and when i left it both of. When she was done with her salad, she wiped her lips and set down her napkin. I looked at the napkin and there was no lipstick on it. Her lips were that color all on their own.“Ok! Let’s look at the book and figure out a song to sing together.”“Oh, I don’t know about that.”“Come on this is going to be your night of firsts.”She got up and walked over to a table with a book on it. When she brought it back, she sat next to me, opened the book, and asked me what kinds of songs I liked.“I don’t. It was a little unusual; mostly tourists came to the Keys for the fishing, not merely to bask in the sun. But this one was too old and feeble, and his pallor too sickly, for fishing; he seemed content merely to sit and listen. Initially Maggie kept a careful eye on him—she’d been a bit paranoid about attentive strangers ever since Kitik had been shot—but she saw no threat and soon largely ignored him.The subject of money, to which Minacou kept returning in their talks, had once again arisen..