They left the place, I was alone seating in the hall, on the couch watching T.V. when I remembered about sonal and her fantasy about been fucked on th...e couch… so I started masturbating. Suddenly the main door opened, I quickly adjusted myself and saw that it was sonal. I asked her “why are you back?” She behaved normally and replied ”how can you forget that I my periods are going on”She was talking as if things happened between us yesterday were not that important and the yesterday’s day. She moves back a little, puts her finger to the tip and wipes the liquid from my cock. Rubbing it between finger and thumb and the lifting to her nose"It doesn't smell at all. It tasted a little salty but it's nice."With that Keira's mouth then envelopes the head and swirling the tongue around drives me insane. I can't believe what is happening at all.Although inexperienced it doesn't matter at all as the sheer fact my cock is in my daughters mouth is more than any father can imagine. I stare. " The place was a wreck; tables scattered about, the bar old andchipped. Even the barman himself looked old, yet ratty at the same time.His skin was pulled tight over black, plotting eyes, his clothesreminding her of the slum lord of her first apartment. Of course, thatwas instantly rivaled with the memory of an actually very nice dorm room,back in the 1980's."Can I help you, miss," he sneered, leering at her bust. She feltuncomfortable, both "sides" of her did."Yes, she answered. I have. ‘I found nothing that shows your thugs are working to stiff you, but I have found something you’re really going to hate?’ ‘Then tell me what you know, god-damn it, I’m a busy man. I’ve got better things to do than shoot the shit with some cheap gumshoe.’ As I dug the videotape out of my briefcase, I thought to myself, well, here goes nothing. I slapped the tape in a video machine Lou had in his office, then took a seat beside his desk. As the soundless tape rolled, I couldn’t help but glance at.