Before she could turn around, he pulled the cloth hood down over her head. She elbowed him in the ribs and reached up to try to take off the hood, but... he pushed her face-down onto the bed and secured her wrists behind her back with a short length of nylon cord.Her instructions clearly stated that she would put up a realistic struggle, so he was ready when she started bucking and kicking violently. He sat on her back, using his weight to pin her on her stomach. Working as efficiently as. As she was a fair lady, her face had turned red with shame. She was blushing through all of this. But she was also massaging my father with a sensual expression on her face. It was a mixed expression on her face.It could be easily guessed that she was shy but, at the same time, enjoying the cock grinding her ass crack. I also kept wondering whether it was my dad that was pushing her hips or if it was her following the rhythm out of pleasure. I wanted to see more. But that fool Vijay was taking. I also realizedthat, I actually wanted her to admire my body and, pleasing her pleased me too.So I decided to do whatever she wanted me to do. I stood there waiting for hercommands.Lean on the table”, Seema asked,indicating the coffee table beside the sofa, facing her. She pulled the tablecloser to her. She made me place my hands on the table and lean on it. I stoodbetween the table and her, bent forward and leaning on the table. She enjoyedthe view of my ass by sitting on the sofa. She leaned. She did have all the right equipment though."Do you want to come with me?" I asked.Of course she did but her high brain function was telling her no; so all I had to do was over rule that, it was so easy.I took her hand and pulled her along after me. I could still read conflicts within her brain but I just about kept things under control. Once I got her to my transport I knew thing would become much easier."I shouldn't be here," she said pulling against me.I was loosing her so I had to stop and.