Kamnath was an Indian, in Dubai, 45 yrs old with a wife many would kill for… their only daughter who by looks was a fat remix version of her godless...y mother. Vishnu’s life was a simple one; keep the surroundings of the 6 acre property clean, cook his own food and also some for Latika his only companion within the next 500 meter radius – Kamnath ji’s she-dog.Vishnu’s a loner and so never married. He stuck to a routine however – “fuck Friday”. Every Friday he would marry and divorce early. We discussed freely in any topics except hard sexy topics.Slowly we started to discuss that also but in mild sense. One sunday morning I went out leaving my wife sleeping for getting bread, milk etc for breakfast.Locking the door from out side just for not to disturb my wife as well my friend. . There I met One of my collegue and got late discssing some matter.When I came back Opening the door , I Culdnot find any one at dinning space. I bolt the door and went towards my bed room. after. My mouth widened inhorror as I heard my daughter's familiar voice come through thespeakers. "Mom, sorry I didn't call but I just had to come home." Ishook my head as I saw her walk into frame and approach John, almosthoping that she would just run away and not fall into his trap. Ofcourse I knew better and watched John smile as Amy began to yell at him."Mom! What are you doing to her?" John stopped face-fucking Janiceand pushed her off his cock as he looked up at Amy and smiled at her.I. ’ ‘What do I say when she asks me why?’ ‘Just tell her I will be in to see her and explain everything in detail to her. Again, I am sorry about the baby.’ At that point he walked back through the two big swinging doors where he’d come from. The word sorry just wasn’t cutting it anymore. I called our parents and broke the bad news to them. I told them that tomorrow would be a better day to visit because she would be just coming out of the anesthesia, and the doctor wanted to talk to the two of.