His boss, the main man of the company was the very last person I would meet that night. “Do not move your arms!”
I started to grind on his rock hard cock as I loosened the rest of the bustier until my tits were freed from their restraint. Indian sex “What the hell?” I stammered. My father rushed behind me and took my arm leading me inside, like some trophy on his arm to be shown off and passed around his colleagues. —————
There was a very important company gala coming up, a formal black tie event; my father needed a plus one. I turned to face him, pushing him back and standing in front of him to untie his bowtie, undoing the top buttons on his shirt, pushing the tuxedo jacket off his shoulders onto the floor at the foot of the bed.
