Rahul: From today onwards, you will remain nude in the house until I tell you otherwise. You can suck my cock and eat my cum, then why can’t you use... my brush and razor? So, go use my washroom.I went to his bathroom, got fresh, and shaved myself. Rahul fed me food with love and gave me medicine for pain and headache. I slept on his bed for the whole afternoon and when I woke up, it was already 7 pm.Rahul was sitting there fully clothed and seeing me, he said, “Show me your ass. I got a cream for. Nice haircut on him. If a little shaggy at the neck. And a nice solid farm boy's build on him, too. You know, those broad shoulders with a narrow waist? And a small ass!" She giggled as I nodded."But his clothes looked a size too small!" She laughed. "His pants were 2" too short!" She laughed again. "And I, ha ha ha, remember thinking at the time, that I was about to suck and fuck a foreign farmer refugee!" She cackled, if that's the word, took a sip of wine, and went on."Well, anyway, Duffy. I started fingering myself, and one thing led to- oh my God, it's huge, Jared.” She was looking at my cock, which was standing at attention at eight inches long. “Thanks, sis?” Without another word, she knelt down and started to lick my cock. Then, she put it in her mouth, moving back and forth, licking and sucking. “Dani, this is great,” I half-moaned. “Did Daddy teach you this, too?” She nodded slightly but was too busy with her task to give an answer. “Oh, sis... sis... SIS!” I didn't last. Haha. No. No. Oh my. Hahaha! I am not doing any of that. How did you even manage to think about all this? Cooking for your dad is the last thing I want to be doing right now!Ayan: Why? Doesn’t he need breakfast?Mona: I don’t know. He will tell me if he needs breakfast. That is how it has been every day of late. I can hear him talk to the taxi driver on the phone. And, so he will leave soon.Ayan: Okay. So, if he is this close to you, and you can even hear him speak, and there is also a chance he.