One might think that she would be unwillingly excited by where the finger would stop next, that her body might go against her mind, but the wetness sh...e was having problems preventing, was of a different kind. Mostly she felt disgusted, with herself, with Peter, her parents, her siblings, actually with everyone. She must have had a heart of stone to restrict her tears to occasional drops, she thought, at this utmost degradation of her body, being treated like a doll, or worse, a cattle. She. In the mean while I went to the washroom, brushed my teeth and then texted my two of friends, asking are they free in the evening and also told them to be free even if they are not. There is a surprise coming for you guys.After that she came out with the tea and kept it on the bed. We had the tea and breakfast and asked her, “How many guys have you had sex with till now? I mean together and smiled.” She replied, “I had sex with a few guys but always with one guy at a time. I never had it with. I felt as if I should stop him as it looked more like sexual abuse than an internal.Seeing the concern and the agitation on my face he smiled and said, 'Should not be long now', then he looked at my daughters bottom as he parted her cheeks and just put his finger all the way up her bottom, no gloves, no cream, and again started to work his finger inside her.I looked at my daughters face, and there was a slight contortion, her eyes were still closed but her lips were pouting, and I could see. She was now in her pink petticoat and the black colored bra, which was hanging loose on her body. She went up to the dressing table, sat in front of it and taking her hands behind hooked her bra. After hooking her bra, she took her hands in the front and started cajoling her breasts and adjusting them so that they fit inside her bra. She then opened the Almirah and took a towel and came to the bed and sat near me. My mouth was wide open after this sexual experience. I was sweating profusely. My.