Mr.Darshan is a manger at an international company and he is a punjabi who is abit tall and well built. He is 60yrs old now.Dad called us one evening ...nd said that he will be visiting us and this time he will come with his boss, Mr.Darshan.We waited for them for a week and finally they came on weekend. The four of us stayed in our home for nearly two weeks.So as days passed, dad had to return to Dubai to continue with his work. MR.Darshan said that he will sleep in a lounge but dad laughed at. Hearing the tele making a racket but no voices, he knocks on the door.Opening the door, The Rat, with his usual charming look, sways in the doorway."Oh hell I've not seen you in a while, what do you want now?" slurs the Rat"We need a chat can I come in?" says the mystery manThe flat was dirtier than ever and nothing had changed except for the crates of lager, piled up like a Lego block tower, in the corner."What did you do Rat rob a brewery?" I came into some money so I thought a little drink. I'll tell you the rest next time I see you." Then she blushed bright red at the casual assumption she'd made. "So, you want to see me again?" he asked, more pleased than he wanted to admit. "Yes, yes, I do," she said more firmly. In for a penny… she thought. "Well, that's handy," he said, "since I'd like to see you, too." "Oh, good," she said, sighing in relief. "I was…well, I was worried you might have rethought things." "I've thought about things," he admitted, "and I keep coming back to the. Soon Fergie was rocking back and forth on my cock. I had to pee like a racehorse but I couldn’t with that hard-on. I watched as Fergie bounced up and down on me. I reached up and played with her breasts for awhile and then I held both of her nipples with my fingers as she continued to fuck me. She was tilting her pelvis down so that my cock pressed harder against the front of her vagina. It seemed that she was trying to rub her clit against my cock somehow. Maybe she was hitting her G-spot..