It was an old man driving, I wasn’t sure that I would ever get to the hotel as he kept on staring confusingly at the GPS unit which was mounted on t...e dashboard. Finally, after an hour and a half of driving we finally arrived at the hotel. This is where it all began. We met in the hotel lobby, I was taking the bags out of the taxi, I had about four suitcases and a bucket of protein powder, which was a tad too much to handle. I bent down to ‘attempt’ to pick them all up at once but was unable to. ”I chuckled. “Naming you was entirely your mother’s decision: respecting her father AND symbolically breaking free at the same time.”“Yeah, but it’s still a mouthful.”I arched an eyebrow. “That a sex joke about your nickname?”BJ blushed, rolled his eyes, and groaned, “Daaaad.”I clapped my hands together and sat up. “So that’s it. That’s the story of how your Mom and I got together ... sort of.”“But your romantic life certainly didn’t stop there. I mean, I know Mom moved in with you and you. Es pool me kafi ladki aur ladke swimming k maze le rhe the kuch bideshi bhi the.Me apni top aur skirt uttar chuki thi aur bhai bhi chaddi me ho gya.Me es string bikini me kafi sexy dikh rhi thi.Bhai meri bari bari boobs aur meri gori gori moti jhangho ko dekhne laga.Me turant pani me kud gae aur relax hone lagi bhai bhi aa gya.Kitna cool h pani na dev.Lekin tum hot ho dev bola.Meri bikini gilli hone se saaf saaf boobs dikhne lage.Dev meri jism ko edhar udhar touch karne laga.Waha bahut sare. "Noooo, please no," again she pleaded. "Count to 20 and then we’ll negotiate, girl to girl, as you say" I whispered, slapping her again. "Two," she shouted, "owwwwww!" And so it continued until number 20. "Ready to negotiate the second 20?" I asked, gently putting pressure on the butt plug. She knew I was suggesting that she let me take her in her tight hole, something we did only sparingly. "Noooo, not that, isn’t 20 lashes enough, please.