The driver and Sharifa’s bodyguard, who was sitting beside him, were both puzzled by the Princess’s orders.“Stop!” ordered Sharifa.The Rolls c...me to an abrupt halt and Sharifa and rolled down the window. “Dan!” she shouted as she spied Dan Walton leaving the bar, just as she had expected.When he heard the voice calling Dan turned and was surprised to see Sharifa in her Rolls.“Get in,” she said after opening the door.“What are you doing here? Your Highness.”“I was just out for a drive,” lied. We never really had a moment alone for me to try to see if that spark was still there. Everything seemed as if nothing ever happened, so it got to the point where I believed my one chance with my mother in law had slipped away and nothing more was ever going to happen.Until one day when she was over on one of her visits my wife was washing the dishes and cut her finger when she broke a glass cup. Fortunately it wasn't a big deal, just a small cut. My mother in law and I quickly ran over to her. What is more important to me is getting satisfied. Sometimes I like just an erotic touch from my loved ones and sometimes hard pounding in my ass by a stranger. It all depends on my mood and situation. This is one such softcore situation with an old aged uncle. If you like my story, do care to drop a mail to me at I love to read mails.It was very much raining in the evening. I packed my bags to leave the house and texted uncle that I will be starting soon. Our train is at 10 in the night. It. ‘Right this way, Doctor Mallory.’ Marcy said opening the door. Sean slowly dragged himself from the couch. He turned and faced Crowe and stood silently. His gaze boring a hole through the well dressed personification of evil. He began to nod his head slowly as he made his way to the exit where Marcy stood waiting. ‘Just so you know,’ Sean said as he reached the door, ‘I will make you pay for this. It may not be tomorrow, or next month, or next year, but one day down the road…we will meet face.