“Dear god, surely you shan’t pluck your own offspring!” he blustered. “No silly,” she sighed. Indian Sex Video I continued, “Yes I understand, that you Mellors have been using my daughter like a whore?”
He stuttered, “I have never, I haven’t,” he shuffled awkwardly, “Never had carnal knowledge.”
“Not at all?” I continued, “Not with your lips on her shaven mound, your tongue in her moist slot, your cock between her firm mounds?” He blushed crimson. “I cannot,” Mellors pleaded. “And how much is he paying you?” she demanded. “And how much is he paying you?” she demanded. “Dear god she is shaven like a whore!” the doctor exclaimed. I ignored her. She sat down lofting her skirts, I saw her shaved belly and felt sick, how could my daughter have become such a wanton whore I pondered. “Can’t you wait ‘till we get to your bedroom?” she asked, “As doing it against a door frame hurts my back.”
“So climb on my cock and I’ll carry you,” I suggested.
