’ By the end of dinner I was convinced. I had never known him lie and I knew he was not now. My Dad was an assassin, albeit one on the right side. W...y did he need me? That was the one question he could not answer all evening, despite my repeatedly asking him. The following day we went to London. The hotel was just off Pall Mall and we made our way to a private meeting room. There were two people already there, coffee pot and cups on a table between them. The man stood to greet us. The woman,. His eyes looked deeply into her troubled mind. His gaze seemed to reach inside her soul. This man filling her with his engorged cock was no longer the timid man-boy of a few hours ago. Robert was becoming a full-fledged man. He stroked her hair tenderly and brushed a few strands from her face. His eyes glowed with lust and desire. She could see that he adored her. In trying to deny her needs and desires she had been ignoring his. In retreating into her own confused and lonely soul, she had. Ok I admit Jyoti but please don’t tell anybody please.Jyoti didn’t replied anything for a moment and said ok jiju but you are such a worthless piece for my sister I am ashamed.I was embarrassed and getting horny by the abuses but she was getting more pissed by this and advice me to clean up my act and behave.I was just.standing there mute I thought my life is over and I am screwed royally.She then stood up and said sternly you are not going office today, I was shocked by this.She said that come. .. in your other ear... cursing you... rather loudlythis time... for being such a teasing whore... because when He feelsaround... for your panties... both you... and He... are quickly findingout... that there are none... that you're not wearing any... they'regone... you've lost them... and you don't know what's happened tothem... "duh white bitch... Ahh kin see now... dat shee don't wear ennypanties... yew reely iz uhh muthafuckin'... nigguh luvin'... whiteslut"... and because of that... He's.