“Fuckin hell!” I exclaim, as my body shudders and I throw my head back against John’s broad left shoulder to enjoy the rush. I want his cum now,...but ideally want it in my mouth. There’s something more personal, more intimate even, about looking into a man’s eyes, as he unloads into your mouth. Kneeling down in front of him I open my mouth to take him. I love this position normally, but in these circumstances, with this bastard, its even more arousing than normal!Here he is, with so much at. Without saying a word to my cousin, I went straight to the kitchen. Sujata didn’t notice that I was there standing behind her. She was draped in a green saree with a full sleeve blouse. I could see sweat droplets on her waist and some wet patches on her blouse. I didn’t have much time to waste as my chacha was going to be back by dinner. I licked the sweat from her waists. Chachi jerked a little but soon became normal. She didn’t turn back and presumed me to be her husband. She said, “Aap aa. Often her ministrationshave given me strong and pleasurable orgasms.Today, though,as often during the last days, weeks and months,my mind is distracted by thoughts of another girl,one whom I do not possess,one whom I have only seen once,but whom I have to make mine,or happiness will forever elude me.From the window of my stately house,I have seen her paraded through the streetthat leads from the port to the Queen's palace,in front of a group of captives,taken in one of those skirmishesthat. She jerked her hand back and then looked through the bush and reached out and caught my arm and pulled. I went with it and slipped back with her until she glanced around and then began leading me. I put the knife away as I followed her through a maze of bushes.At a short cliff, she moved around behind the bushes and then into the space between the cliff and the bushes. She slipped into a crack in the cliff – a crack that I had not even seen. I removed my pack and followed her. The crack twisted.