Who would believe me?When Brad let go of my arms I slapped him hard across the face. "If you ever come near me again, I will kill you, you son-of-a-bi...tch. You're a poor excuse for a man. Maybe someday you can hold down your future wife so your buddy here can fuck her."I know he was stunned by the slap and by my words. Maybe it gave him something to think about. I grabbed my clothes and ran out of the room and outside the door in front of everyone. When I got outside I got dressed and cried. I. 5 hours to meet for a couple of hours and then go back when trains might not be running so late in the night.So she agreed and said she will sleep next to me , but NO SEX. I said Okay and told her we wont do anything she is doesnt want to do. I understand that No means No and she can stop me anytimeOnce we were in the bed, she said she will undress to only her panties and we can keep making out but NO hanky panky.I said whatever okay. Then when we had some major tongue in tongue action, boob. ".We entered the living room and there was Wendy, in her pyjamas, which did nothing to hide her perky nipples."I suppose I've been neglecting my disciplinary procedures recently. I'm sorry, maybe you need to punish me. I miss that first spank on my bare bottom".I thought about it for a millisecond. I watched Wendy as her mum d****d herself over my knee. She was holding her young tits and tweaking her nipples."OK, over my knee, I don't know your name yet". "It's Wendy, same as my daughter". You. Saw my cum season over the bed sheet.Surekha: Apne Jhadd diya bas mera awaaz sun ke. Itna pyaar karte hai humse aap? (You cummed just by hearing me shout your name? This much you love me?) Looking at her wearing a thin sacred thread on her neck and referring me with respect. I just made her lie spread her legs without breaking the eye contact.Me: ab se aap mujhe apni pyaari beti k papa bulayengi. (Now on I want you to refer me as the father of your beautiful daughter)Surekha: theek hai SHAMA K.