Kara’s buttocks were clenched tight in mid-run, and I could just make out the curve of one of her large breasts as it jutted out from her torso.I don’t know how long exactly I stood there. I was aware of my cock, hard and straining against the front of my pants. It was as though what I had started last night had never ended. I could see myself in my imagination, walking forward to my daughter, cupping her breasts from behind; pulling her petite body into me.I dared not take a single step closer.It was all I wanted to do.Somehow I managed the willpower to take a single step backwards. Carefully, not breaking eye contact with Kara’s nude form, I continued backwards down the stairs until she vanished from view.I took a deep shuddering breath.“Fuck, what is WRONG with me.” I said to myself hoarsely.I didn’t know what to do. I was achingly horny once more. Linda was at work miles away. I could go back to my car, restart time. But I couldn’t go back inside the house, I wouldn’t know what. Both were entwined in each other and went to sleep.Lakshmi got up and went to make tea for both of them. Swathi got up and strolled in lazily. She saw Lakshmi and remembered their sex just a couple of hours earlier. She crept up to Lakshmi and embraced her from behind. Swathi placed her hands on Lakshmi’s breasts and squeezed them. She unbuttoned Lakshmi’s blouse and put her hand directly on them. Swathi removed her own blouse so that Lakshmi could feel her tits right against her back. Lakshmi asked her to step back and allow her to make the tea.Lakshmi brought two cups of tea and some biscuits to the dining table. Swathi was sitting bare-breasted. Lakshmi had also not bothered to button up her blouse. Both looked at each other and knew what was going to happen next. Nonetheless, they somehow finished the tea and kept away the cups and plate in the sink.Soon both retired again to the guest room and stripped. Lakshmi now puts her hands on Swathi’s breasts and felt their size. She went.
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