Dushyant when woke up from his sleep ,he found himself on the sofa of his study room ,all naked ,his dick still hardened and dry blood was on it .

One thing that is dushhyant's speciality is that he never forget anything even after getting drunk .

His eyes went on the painting which he had drawn with anamika's virgin blood and pussy cum . taking it near his nose ,he sniffed it like a dog .

'' hmmm '' a moan escaped from his mouth . his dick got hardened more unable to control himself he took it in his palm and started rubbing it imagining yesterday night once again .

Soon a wave of pleasure struck him . White seen flew out of his dick .

He took a spare shirt from the cabinet and cleaned everything inside before going to his own separate room . even having three wives he never let anyone sleep on his bed .

As he was going to his room ,he saw anamika who was going downstairs . She was not able to walk without the railing support ,her legs were trembling .

A smile appeared on dushyant's lips ,he stood there staring intensely at anamika when suddenly his eyes went on those breast whose nipples are still perked up ,one can see those bud shape from the clothes . Dushyant wished to grab these nipples and suck them until milk flew out of them . His dick which had finally calmed down got hardened once again . He wanted to take anamika right on that breakfast table letting her know that how hungry the beast inside him is for her .

She is his daughter ,he never imagined sed with her but now they did and he is addicted to her .

Seeing everyone sitting with the table for breakfast dushyant who was going to have a shower decided to have breakfast first . anamika's chair was just beside him correct for him to play .

As dushyant got down , everyone stood up to greet him nodding at everyone he sat beside anamika on the head chair but it made anamika shiver .

''Jyoti kahan hai ? '' dushyant asked ,this question was specially for anamika .

''Maa apne kamare mein aaram kr rhi hai ,unki tabiyat mein jyada sudhaar nhi aaya hai abhi '' dushyant hummed a little ,pretending to not to glance at anamika even a little .

'' hukum aapke pasand ida pakwaan banaye hai aaj hum dono ne '' spoke his other two wives ,despite being beautiful ,wrinkles have appeared on their faces making them look old . The passion in their bodies is unable to give satisfaction which dushyant got from anamika last night .He didn't spoke much but suddenly anamika felt someone rubbing her feet .

She was wearing a slit black mazy dress whose cut goes to her thighs . She shivered feeling the warm touch on her legs . She tried to move her feets but the other party stretched his feet more tracing the skin even more .

Her eyes went to her father who was eating his food calmly but she knew it is him . Her hands clenched the fabric of her dress when she felt his toes nearing her knees , the spoon slipped away from her hand feeling that sensation .

''Sorry '' she spoke but as she was gonna bend dushyant gestured her and bent down to grab that spoon .

Everyone was busy in breakfast no one noticed how dushyant grazed his fingers on anamika's legs . Anamika's eyes continued to stare at everyone's expression ,all she is praying that no one should notice what dushyant is doing otherwise she will be blamed by whole society for seducing her own father .

But her eyes got widen when she felt dushyant kissing on her thighs , in a haste she stood up from the chair .

''Mera ho gya badi ma ,main maa ko dawai de kr aati hu '' dushyant now had sat down on his chair , he was observing the forced smile and blush on anamika's cheeks .

''Jaiye beta aap jyoti ko vaise bhi aapki iss samay zaroorat hai '' nodding towards her badi maa , anamika went in the direction of her mother's room but not before glaring at her father .