I was still laughing. The cocoa had cooled enough so that I wasn’t about to be scalded. I sipped my cocoa. Max pushed the mug higher. She made certa...n there was something on my nose. I grinned at her. Sam dropped down and started wiping up the spill with a paper towel.“Well?” I dared Max.“I’m not it,” she said, sipping her cocoa without nasal involvement.“You’re up, Sam,” I said and touched her thigh with my toe to catch her attention.“OK, I’ll...” She saw my face: hers was soaked in nervous. She was holding my hand which was at the base of my cock and was king of applying brakes. I could see her close her eyes very tight and tighten her lips in pain. She yelled out, bhaiya bus karon…aur andar mat dalna, please bhaiya, bahut dard ho raha hai…ooi maa marr dala aapne! Her pleads were enhancing my excitement and I made the final push to get most of my cock inside her. She left our a yell into my mouth and scratched me on my back out of pain. I stayed with in her like that for a while. " The kid said and then turned to the girl. "Well at least that explains the e-mail." The girl nodded.Cassie decided that she better at least appear in control. "Excuse me if I sound rude," she said. "But who the hell are you and what the fuck are you both on about?" Hell, I'm sorry. My name is Stuart Denton and this is my sister Jade." The boy, Stuart, stuck his hand out. Cassie reluctantly shook it. "Cassie Taylor," she replied, realising it was the first time she had introduced herself with. “Mmmm, maybe it will,” he says in a tone that leaves me to wonder who really is in control.I land another stroke, then a third, then a fourth as the only sound in the room is my hand against his barely clad ass.“Hong, I can’t have people complain to me about you. I only do this because I care. Do you understand?” By this time, my voice is quivering.He does not respond, only sticks his ass out a bit more, spreading his legs a bit wider. I tell myself that my job is to make him responsible. I had.