Who Said Karma Has To Be A Bitch? - Sex Stories

Who Said Karma Has To Be A Bitch?

... lot of time to causes and before you knew it, Amber was chair on some of them. Suddenly she was very busy. Despite the sex being boring, and I mean, her lying on her back, making little noise or facial expression and barely moving until I finished, and she actually didn't want to receive head. I think she was just somewhat sexless, or maybe just didn't know how to free herself to allow serious orgasms. God knows I tried. Positions, things I read on line, toys, everything. But she just couldn't let go of her stuffy upbringing that sex was not to be enjoyed. She would have made a great puritan. Sex for procreation only. Anyway, I should mention she was pretty damn hot. Blonde, 5 foot 7, great ass, above average legs and nice c cups. And not droopy bags, nice tits. The fact that she never wanted to be on top was a real bummer, they were great to see in action. But no matter the hotness, boring is boring. Anyway, that was how things were for a while. A good while. I played lots of golf and other hobbies, Amber worked for the causes and Heather grew into a wonderful young lady. She was very much like her mother when she hit her teens. Really a miniature version. On the summer before 8th grade her platinum blonde hair was to her mid back, she had her mother's sparkling skin and was already showing the signs of a nice butt and a nice chest. Before you start thinking it, no I never had any kind of a sexual relationship with my daughter, she is my own blood for Christ's sake. But I ...

... wasn't blind, and I was already fearing the boys coming calling. Anyway, for whatever reason, Amber got the baby itch again. But this time she wanted to adopt a child from an at risk country in Asia, I suspect to brag to the others at the causes she worked for, but irregardless, I told her I wasn't sure about that and we should get an exchange student from an at risk area first to see if we want to really adopt. Amber agreed and we began the process and coming into September the next year, little Karma was on her way from a poor village in Tibet, but one that did teach a bit of English so she would be able to communicate a decent amount. It was a very early winter that year and by day one, Karma was bundled up. I have to admit right of the bat I thought she was adorable. She had light brown complexion, black hair, brown eyes and a gorgeous smile. It went from ear to ear and her eyes would squint up severely, and she just looked so sweet and innocent. She was very trim, skinny even, probably malnourished, and she had a long neck. I remember that right away. Her eyes, which actually were quite round for her race, were warm pools, and I was more than happy to hug her when she joined the family. We immediately got her new clothes, accessories and healthcare and good food. By thanksgiving she was communicating with us decently and she was so thankful for how well she was treated, she was very affectionate to us, though still was a shy and reserved girl. Heather took her under her ...