She was not too gentle, but instead cursed me and men altogether, especially when she checked the soaked bandage in my left palm. I did not care. Not ...ny more.I woke up the following morning with a warm body next to mine. For a second I thought I was having a really bad dream; but, together with the pain, reality hit me. The shade of color in the hair was not right. It was Manuela who was sleeping next to me, and not Sofia. Just when I had accepted that Sofia loved me, and it was okay for me to. “Please…”She turned her face away from him, her mind in turmoil. She was well aware that Vasu had been good to her ever since she had come to live in this house. He had helped her so many times. And in return if she… No, no…she could not bring her to even think about it. Her fingers kept tugging at a corner of her sari u*********sly.She looked at me. I was barely breathing.“Sar,” she said slowly, “this is not proper…”“Who will come to know of this? Not a single soul.”“But…”She bit her lips, her. When she opened her eyes I was still putting my cock back into my shorts, but she didn't seem to notice. Before saying anything she reached for the towel and casually d****d it over herself."Your bed must be really comfortable. Every time you massage me I always fall into a deep sleep."I smiled at her, but then I noticed she was now thinking about something, what was on her mind? Was she regretting what we had just done, and what had happened previously?"I was just thinking. The massage you. "Suck you little whore!" he shouted. Kieran felt completley helpless. With the older boy holding the back of his head, he could barely move, let escape. He could do nothing other than allow what seemed to him to be an enormous dick into his mouth. The only dicks he had ever seen before was that of his father and, of course, his own. He had never seen one hard before.The dick and the pre cum which was leaking out of it tasted disgusting to the young Kieran, and he gagged as soon as the head.