I know she saw it, but she quickly looked back at me and acted like nothing had happened. “So what does this have to do with my boxers?”“Your gr...anddaughter informed us that when she brought the mail up to you yesterday she could see pubic hairs sticking out of your fly.”“And why the Hell is she looking down there anyway?”“I don’t know. Guess that’s part of being fourteen these days. Which reminds me - we had to take away her cell phone.”Yeah, fourteen and a vixen. She liked to run around the. She said that she liked me and wanted to meet up, only it wasn’t possible due to the ongoing health crisis. Instead, we had to make up living scenarios to keep things going.She was very adventurous, telling me how she would physically exhaust me, rubbing her pussy over my lips, cumming on my face and peeing in my mouth. She knew that I wanted to be her sex slave. Sending me her soiled panties was just a start.“Have you been a good boy?” she asked.“Yes,” I whispered.There was silence at the end. I was forcing her to give me her address but she was still sacred. Ek shareef ghar ki ladki, jiski choti beti ho wo aisa kuch karne se pehele daregi hi.She started caring for me like a girlfriend. I came to know she is not happy with her hubby. He used to abuse her a lot. So one weekend out of blue she gave me her address. She invited me for lunch with her small daughter. I took some flowers for her and dairy milk for her daughter.Reached her flat, it was near my office itself. She opened the. Lift up,' I instructed and hooked myfingers in the top of her underwear 'Whatare you doing?' Helen shrieked. 'Aspanking is not acceptable on underwear, darling,' I laughed, 'it must beon bare skin, it's the done thing. Lift up so I can pull down those frightfulpanties.' 'Catherine,'she moaned in a small protest and I gave her bottom a small slap. 'Up.'The panties came down and I smiled down at her plump white bottom. The firstslap caught her by surprise and Helen shrieked. She kicked her.