After an hour long drive somewhere on the ORR we reached the farm house. An old guy in his 70’s opened the gate and gave us the keys to the cottage....We both went inside and on entering I felt this is the best place to get laid as I could see a beautiful lounge sofa, recliner and Kamasutra chair. We both sat down and started drinking and getting cozy. We spoke about a lot of different topics and in the background Telugu romantic music was on. He started smooching me and I too responded back.We. He bounded up the steps to the second floor. It was chilly outside so he was wearing a pair of loose-fit, light-blue-wash, denim jeans along with a black hoodie. He knocked on a door. It opened.Hadrian was greeted by a super effeminate guy that was nine years his senior. Hadrian smiled broadly at the short sissy. His six-foot-three-inch, beefy frame diminished the five-foot-three-inch, one-hundred-eleven-pound, 40 year old effeminate man.“Hey, daddy,” beamed Vincent Thompkins. “Hi, sissy,”. .Daughter opened door for us. She was still in bikini …we came in and smiled at barber who was seated near my husband holding kid of daughter. She asked about marketing and I said that we moved around but did not like any thing. Daughter followed me to bed room… I removed saari and blouse and daughter asked ..“how is he ? could he satisfy you…” she wanted to know whether FIL fucked & satisfied me.“Neetu, he is good ..but not like our barber .” I told daughter that FIL fucked me twice and I am. “Bouncer . . .” I whispered. “Why does it hurt?”“Normal for the first time, Liz,” he answered almost breathlessly. “But the pain will be gone after a few minutes. Just relax.” And he kissed me again and continued to traverse my wet crack with his cock. Then afterwards I feel something coming out of me again and I screamed with so much pleasure. Bouncers held his hard cock and with all his efforts took the opportunity in burying his cock deep into my hole and push him down and down deeper. I bit.