The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed, cartilage hitting plastic.It was all he could do to stop himself from touching his substant...ial assets as he worked, his paws frequently finding their way between his legs. He had cum at his desk so often and so much that he had taken to wrapping the underside of his workstation with disposable plastic to make clean up easier. As the weeks wore on he was finding himself stroking his sheath and balls more and more often, he had become. I almost laughed out loud, but managed to suppress the urge. I noticed the string of come still wet on Fleurs’ dress. “Oh dear sweetie,” I said, “you’ve spilt something on your dress.” Before she could react, I reached out, and wiped some of it with my finger. Then surprising myself I popped my finger into my mouth, savouring the salty taste of Jacks come, imagining sharing his cock, and all this come with my daughter. Fleur went bright read, knowing she had been caught out. She’d know I’d know. She seemed to enjoy it. She said it was the best sex she'd ever had.She'd been opened up in more ways than one. She enjoyed being used by men for pleasure and she didn't care whether or not I was okay with that anymore. This had been my idea after all.She told me she thought she might start fucking other guys too, see what she's missing. I came right there. She didn't. Even with her knuckles massaging her pussy walls, she said it wasn't enough. She seemed so different now, changed literally. I selected one dark pink for Neelima. Despite my protesting, Mannu paid the bill.I told that I would return it on reaching home. He just smiled and we left the exhibition ground. It was now nearing eight and he drove me straight to a hotel, Cambay Sapphire, in sector 11. It was a very grand hotel and there were many guests in the lawn dining area.We browsed through the menu and ordered, soup, starters, few rotis, sabji and ice cream. I went to the washroom to wash my hands. The meal was.