I am from Ahmadabad but I had gone to Delhi on official work and had taken the weekend off. I had a friend (let’s call her Tina) who i had met up a ...ouple of times. We decided to go to Bharatpur for the weekend. Let me tell you something abt Tina. She is 30 but doesn’t look a day over 24. She was abt 5.4 with very noticeable breasts and a good ass. It sagged a wee bit but that’s how i like women’s’ asses. It looks natural. We reached the Hotel late in the night. We had dinner and then dozed off. I suppose his shyness was to be expected and I began to wonder if he was a virgin too. I asked my closest straight friend Aisha what she thought, when we were walking home one day.. “Hey baby, can I ask you something?“ I said. “Yes babe sure!” Said Aisha. “Do you know Alex?” “What that shy guy?” “Yeah.” “I thought he was trying to get in your knickers.” “Ha ha Aisha! Actually he is….well I think he is.” “But what babe?” “Do you think he’s a virgin?” Aisha and I talked it through and we came to. He felt the fear knot in his belly. Gramps was local Golden Gloves champion when he was young and he still knew how to box. If anything, he was stronger now than he was then. Gramps also ruled his domain with an iron fist. Oh, he wasn't mean or anything, but he WAS the boss. After Al's parents died and he moved to live with his grandparents, it didn't take Gramps long to correct Al's attitude. For a couple of years gramps kept Al on a short leash. If Al followed the rules and did his homework. Mother sprayed the whole area, an antiseptic, and pain-relieving spray, and after a few moments my sister relaxed a little, though still in tears. A big plaster was now gently applied by mum, and the belly rope removed by me. my beloved mother now stepped into the harness of the strap-on, lubricated it and carefully seating the short end, deep in herself, before sliding its length deep into my sister. Groans now accompanied the tears, as they began their dance. Distracted from the pain, my.