I could see the tears welling up in her eyes, I did what all heros do, I grabbed her and held her close to me. Sara begin to cry, while I held her and... whispered to her how sorry I was for not seeing this coming, that I too had feelings for her that were not normal for a brother to have for a sister. Sara smiled through her tears and hugged me, then she kissed me and not a sisterly kiss either. I immediately responded with passion, our tongues were searching out for each other's, my hands went. I took a piece of cake and given to madan and asked him to feed her. He took the cake to her mouth with his hand. I stopped madan and asked him to feed her over mouth. He was looking her without knowing what to do. Bindu signalled Madan with her expression. Madan got confidence and taken his mouth near her mouth and he fed her. She was eating the cake. Still their mouth is in contact with each other. Slowly they both started French kissing. Madan’s hand has moved to her ass holding her strong.. After all it would keep the lil minx-brat unavailable to create mischief and headaches in his life. And, because he was the president and owner of a major conglomerate whose first meeting and impression had been in that world with Ana as a journalist. is arriving on the 40th floor of a sleek blue skyscraper. As the elevator door opens he walked through the brightly lit reception area down the rows of busy workers and pretty secretaries.Pretty secretaries with their shapely, silky pantyhose clad. ”“Come on, dad,” she sighed. “I Googled wedding dresses. It’s all over the place.”My daughter then showed me what she was talking about. Even thought the coolly blonde Grace Kelly in no way looked like my dark-haired, dusky Nicky, I quickly saw what got her attention. Skin tight, form-fitting lace, a cummerbund (or whatever a female counterpart is) cinching her waist, a very fetching veil and a train that wasn’t half of what I was expecting. It was a striking, yes, sexy then as it is now..