They sat on Abby’s couch. “Would you like anything to drink?” she offered, hands flailing nervously. And why wouldn’t she be nervous? Her mother looked at everything with a critical eye. She frowned when she saw Mikayla rubbing the shirt over her face though. “Give me that, you idiot,” Marjorie snapped, tearing Gabe’s shirt from Mikayla’s clutches. Her sister’s eyes widened and she looked like she was about to protest until her mother held up a finger and hissed “don’t.” Mikayla flopped back on the couch, gripping one of the throws to hug, sulking. Marjorie held out the shirt to Abigail still glaring at Mikayla. Abby took the shirt and tossed it back in the room. “Abigail,” her mother said clearing her throat, “Mikayla and Daniel’s wedding is in exactly four weeks and you still haven’t been fitted for your gown.” “My gown?” Abigail parroted. “Yes, dear,” her mother replied, brows arched. “You’re the maid of honor. You need to wear a gown.” Abby choked. “Maid of honor?” . Rub it, that’s it get a good grip on it, girl. Make me cum!”Dilip’s words emphasized the sexual nature of what they were doing. It wasn’t like washing her children it was like FUCKING. The word rang in Kavita’s head like a gong. She didn’t use such words; she wasn’t use to being called girl or being asked to make someone cum. Kavita’s hand stopped.“Baba, please don’t say thing’s like that I’m trying to help you. This isn’t supposed to be sexual.”Dilip gritted his teeth he was close and didn’t want her to stop.“I’m very sorry Kavi beti, I lost myself in the moment. I was thinking of Padma…” Kavita saw the tears welling in his eyes and started stroking again.“That’s okay Baba. If thinking of Ma helps you…” Her words trailed off, Dilips cocking was starting to throb and for the first time she look at Baba’s crotch. She gasped when she saw the tent his cock was making in the covers. He had to be a foot long, she thought. That’s when it happened. Kavita came. It wasn’t big but it made her.
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