Maine ek kagaz par apna mobile no likha aur uski khidki main fek diya. Kuch der baad wo andar chali gai.mai car se utra aur aaise he idher udher ghumt...a hua uske phone ka wait karne laga. Lekin wo nahi aai. Maine umeed chodi aur ghar chal diya.agle din uska call aaya and humne DC main milne ka plan banaya.main DC pahuncha to dekha ki wo pehle se hi mera intzar kar rahi thi. She was wearing a blue skirt and white top. So we sat next to each other and started chatting. Hum school days ki baate. .My entire family and half the village in tow we made our way to the old village church. There on the steps before the entrance I'd be offered - and hopefully accepted. The priest was already waiting. He was standing in the doorway and his huge figure seemed to tower over the gathering people at the bottom of the stairs. Without a word he gestured to my father to bring me to him. i stood on the step below him. he put his hand on my head and pushed it back so i had to look right up to him. He. Seth made love to my ass with slow thrusts until we both came from excitement. When we had finished and Seth had pulled out, the neighbor's college aged boys began to clap and whistle at us. I blushed and bowed. Seth couldn't believe I did that, but I told him they got a hell of a show. Seth pulled me back into the water, poured another glass of wine and held me close to him. We sat there until we finished that bottle of wine. The air had got cooler, when we went inside the house. Seth. So like I said I’m sitting there trying to think how long I should leave Estelle facing the wall before I take her to her room.Jen says “You don’t have to do this. I can do it.”I kind of sigh and shrug and then I say “It’s okay. I’ll do it. I probably should. I’m the one who made Dad smack her. He wasn’t going to do it until I made him.”Jen sighs and she says “I really wish you hadn’t done that.”So I say “Why?”And Jen says “Dad hates the idea of hitting someone and smacking is like hitting. I.