When I got out of the shower my cousin Paul was sitting on my bed. Scared the crap out of me. Now I was not a big guy, I was very slim and had a sm...ll cock, I saw Pauls and Marks and they were much bigger. I walked up to him and asked what he was doing here. Paul explained that he was looking thru the trash, to see if his dad, my uncle was throwing and magazines away. He said bingo and held up the magazine, but this one was way different. We flipped through the pages and it was hard core. I spread her legs and watched her vagina opening for me. Mine it was a wonderful view her vagina was reddish in color with her clit in pink color. She had her juiciness traces glistering. I could make out the moment she had my dick in her mouth she had this effect. Mine this Vidya has holded all this ecstasy to fulfill me. I left my finger and slowly started to ride them. She mean time of ecstasy had opened her two shirt buttons and was pressing her bosom with an urge. She was moaning all the. I had, because I was very sore between my legs and had a terrible remorse for what I had done. Then he refused to get up from the bed when I left for my job. I really tried to get him out of the apartment, but what could I do. I told him that I was going to the train station direct from the job and he couldn't lock the door from outside without a key. But he had a simple solution to that; he took my key and promised to put it in the mailbox when he had locked the door. I trusted him and left.. The steps to his right led down to the tube station. Charing Cross was on the Northern and Bakerloo lines. Jake chose the Northern line, which ran north to south through the heart of the city.The interlude with Emma had shaken him. He needed time to think and clear his head. Where better than a flight on the London Eye? The short hop south to Waterloo was uneventful, as was the walk to the bank of the Thames where the giant, futuristic Ferris wheel stood majestically, dwarfing everything around.