He was my great-grandfather or something."Tommy felt the pride in his chest swelling. He didn't think that the new baby's name had anything to do with...a great-grandfather. "Don't you like the idea of having a baby brother?" Well that's not so bad. It's just that my mother is so old." Hmmm," he replied. "I'm sure that he's going to be handsome and smart seeing as how his big sister is so beautiful and smart."Now Samantha really blushed. "You remembered my name too," she beamed."Yeah, well I feel. My neighbor aunt name is Kamya. She was 29 years old that time.When I was in the 2nd year in my college, Kamya got shifted in our locality from Agra. She is a dusky beauty, wheatish complexion with 34 C soft and supple boobs and 35 around the waist. She has a body like a princess.So one day, I came from college and Kamya was standing the gallery of my home. As the gallery was narrow, I tried to pass without touching her but she intentionally leaned forward and my hand touched her boobs.Oh man!. He then grabs my side and turns me over on my tummy, tying my hands to the headboard. He smacks his hand on my ass hard, making me cry out in pain and pleasure. Another smack follows, then ten more as my body shakes in total bliss, pleasure rocketing through me."On your knees, Pet."I move myself up on my knees, my hands still tied the headboard. I hear his pants being unzipped and I feel his weight leave the bed for a moment. I feel the bed dip again as he climbs back on, slowly pulling my. Turner just crouches there for a while, mortified by the sight of thearmed officers in kevlar vests that were undoubtedly watching the placethe entire time, ready to grab him when he came back to his girl's house.The cops really, *really* wanted to get him, and that scared the guy outof his mind.Something then catches Turner's eye.It's an object in one of the police officer's hands.His stomach drops and his eyes widen when he sees what it is.It's his face mask.The police now know how he's been.