Mere paad bag me ek chota transitor pada tha jo ki main cricket commentary ke liye rakh rakha tha nikal ke usko de diya. Wo boli saab ye main nahi loo...gi ye to bahut daami hai. Maine kaha le lo mere paad is se bhi bada pada hai. Wo bahut khush hui. Maine kaha tumhe aur kuch bhi chaiye to tumhe la dunga. Wo boli nahi saab mujhe kuch nahi chahiye. Agle din maine ek nai salwar shoot kharidi aur jaise hi dekha wo sab kamare saaf kar rahi hai aur hamara kamara khali hai main ja kar usme bhith gaya.. It brought me back to the days when me and dad f**ked. As he picked up the pace I could tell he was about to cum. "Give me your cum sweetie...fill my pussy. That was all it took!! I could feel him explode in me and it felt awsome!! His cum was running down my crack as he kept pumping. He layed on top of me and we kept kissing till he was soft and popped out. He moved up to my face and I cleaned his wonderful cock off and then began kissing again. Finally he looked at me and said "Barb, that was. FrankMarsh was my name, and I served twenty five grueling years as a homicidedetective for the Houston Police Department. It was a career cut shortby a hoodlum's bullets in a Exxon Tiger Mart. Rather than beingshuffled off this mortal coil like another diseased animal I was givensecond chance to solve the case which had long haunted my nightmares.The Light --a supernatural force which I could never hope to explain--saw it fit to bring me back to put a close to the case that had ate awayat my. I will not post it all, only certain bits for your reading pleasure. I hope you enjoy as this is my first erotic novel. If you feel that I cheated 30 minutes of your life away from you, please deign to tell me how I so wasted your time in the comments section. Oh and one other thing, if you would like me to write in a different genre, let me know. However, these recommendations should not include children, incest or farm animals. This is only the prologue. Its just setting the scene for things.