She saw me and raised an eyebrow, but she was used to the girls treating me like a pariah, and just turned back around to tend the eggs."Good morning ...Bobby," said Marge. There was a burst of giggles and Mom turned back around. This kind of behavior did not fit into her expectations.I managed a whole one-word sentence. "Hi."The girls scooted around to make room for me at the table. There was no chair, so I'd have to stand, but they made room. My mother's eyebrow rose again. She wasn't a stupid. Greetings ISS readers, the story will for the most part be written as a narrative since I am not an expert in writing good conversational English. Just a short background for the story, my parents have several very successful businesses in Dubai and are only able to come to Indian for short visits during the year.My name is Raj and am 18 years of age, slender build, tan colour skin, and an average student attending school in Pune and staying with my mum’s sister Anita (I call her aunty) in. The videos aroused me. As the pictures of my friends fucking me appeared on the screen, I started feeling wetness in my vagina. The video clip of my two friends fucking me simultaneously, one from front and the other from behind, made me wild. I removed my negligee. I could not remain lying on the bed. I was restless, I was aroused but the climax of orgasm eluded me. I knew that I needed somebody who could fuck me at that hour but I did not know how to find a person at one A.M. who could fuck. Daddy comes into the living room a few minutes later wearing a new suit. “Okay baby girl, daddy has to go to work now. Why don’t you do something productive while I’m gone, like clean up the house or try finding a job.”“Okay daddy, I will!” I lie to him.“Bye sweetheart, daddy loves you.” He says kissing me on the forehead.“Bye daddy, I love you too!” I say, blowing him a kiss.He said I have to get a job and earn the money. Get a job? Is he out of his mind? I don’t know the first thing about.