She asked me to get involved sexually with her mother so that she stays at home with her dad. I told Raksha it was impossible and that I couldn’t do...it. Raksha pleaded with me and cried out for help. I asked her to calm down and think so she’ll find another viable solution to her problems.She mentioned that she has spoken to her mom about this, and she is okay with it. She also mentioned that Raksha’s mother even agreed to stop seeing the other guy if we hit it off well. I was shocked hearing. She started to twist and turn as she fucked. Her cunt pulled and sucked. She watched his face change with each new variation. She gripped the towel rack tighter. Her ass launched into a rapid grinding. She gauged her breathing and poured all her strength into sliding her father's big, wonderful cock in and out of her flaming cunt as fast as she could.She watched her body bounce and wiggle. Her tits were jiggling. The pink nipples were hard and round, and they tingled in a surprising way. Her. “I see you are already quite heated already my dear,” Jennifer said as she circled me.She grabbed a paddle from a wall rack and applied six smart smacks on my quivering ass.“Bitch you will sound off my gifts to you or you will be punished,” Jennifer snarled as she added six more swats.I counted them off loudly. Jennifer went to a cabinet and returned with a bundle she placed behind me out of my sight. Little did I know that was the last thing I would see for a while as I was quickly. Belief in this shit is purely for those who feel the need to blame a higher power when life throws a load of crap at them. Some people need to believe. They have to convince themselves that God has a plan for them or that on a cosmic level they deserve the bad things which happen to them. Well like I said before:... Fuck... that.I don't need to believe in such things. I am such things, a Demigod. I have the power to decide your fate, destiny or whatever you wish to call it but there is no plan..