?He checked the trap after that and the ring was there, but it had been damaged by the disposal.? ?How bad was it?? I asked, afraid to know the...answer. ?It was in pretty bad shape.? ?I can’t believe it.? I said as I sat that stunned, then with a flush of anger, ?He ruined your engagement ring!? ?It wasn’t his fault!? She said, very sternly. I was taken aback by how adamant she was. ?He felt terrible about it. He said that he’s going to take the ring to a jeweler and. He laid back on my bed, marveling on how soft the four inches of memory foam mattress pad was. He closed his eyes and sighed.I allowed my eyes to wander down my beloved's body, drinking in every detail. His thick, dishwater blonde hair was shoulder length, slightly wavy and layered. His alabaster white skin was silky smooth, flawless, and absolutely delectable. Chiseled Grecian nose, perfectly sculpted lips, and long lashed eyes. His body was perfect; I often told him that from the back he. I could see John looking out of the corner of my eye. I said I need to run back to our house for a little bit.Once there we all got out and went inside, I went back to our bedroom leaving John in the den with my horny wife. I stayed in there for about twenty five minutes then tip toes down the hall to see what if anything was going on. The den was dark , the only light was the TV and I could see John was setting on the couch and my naked wife was busy riding his hard cock. I watched them for a. Why not? The big question was how to. Raja knew how to come onto women. He was quite good at scoring, but how do you come onto a daughter. Better yet, how do you score a fuck off a daughter? How do you keep her mouth shut and score more. There was only one thing she needed – more money. Will a daughter fuck her father for money?Raja thought and thought while studying the most desirable body he had ever seen outside of a men’s magazine. He studied a pundai that could serve as a model for.