Life.At the top of the stairs Roberto leaned against the railing after his long climb. He was slightly dizzy from the effort and his lips trembled in...prayer for a quick recovery. Life had been hard for him. As a child he know few pleasures. His family was poor; not so poor that they faced starvation but certainly not comfortable enough so that little Roberto could have new clothing, shoes, toys or any of the other things the children of parents who spoke English enjoyed. All the Cassini’s. I slowly and leisurely trailed chilled kisses down from her cheek .. .all the way upto her neck.. almost rested my lips between her breasts. But Instead of going further down, I came up a bit to the noodle strap of her top. I slowly bit on it.. and slid it down with a gentle motion. I could see her red bra strap there..Meanwhile my right hand with a sudden motion pinched the right side of her belly.. she was in a bit of resisting mood but not so much. I was pretty sure the environment had made. And clearly you like what you’re looking at. I mean, your cock is huge. I noticed it the night you walked in on me too. You have no idea how many times I’ve cum thinking about your dick, brother. You know what I did that night you walked in on me? After you left, I fucked Karan again except I imagined it was your cock I was riding. I came so hard I nearly passed out. But even then, his dick was nothing compared to what I’m holding right now. Come on, you know you want it.”Shraddha looked at. I sipped my drink, and he talkedabout himself. A lot. Without asking."You seem uncomfortable," he finally said."I've had better days." Would another drink help?" Why not?" I said.This time he treated me to a pina colada - again, blended, again withoutasking my preference. But it went down pretty easily. By the time wewere ready for round three, he'd started asking me about me - just stufflike what television and sports I liked - and I got used to my stupidbaby voice, or at least managed to.