“Oh god, this unbelievable”.I could feel him getting close so I stopped and jumped off the suite. I put my hands on the kitchen counter which over...looked the sitting area. I bent down and invited Mike to take me from behind. Surprisingly he bent down and began licking my ass-hole. I didn’t expect this. It felt so good. He then spit on my asshole and rubbed it with his hands. He quickly guided his dick in to my ass once more. This time his big dick slipped in with ease. He began to fuck me.. I was right, and that man came at around 11 AM. Luckily no one was there in my home as well on that day. I decided to record through the small window at the top of her bedroom.I charged my mobile and put it on recording mode. I placed it on that window to record whatever will be happening in that room. That man went away at 01 PM, and I took back my mobile. I was so eager to find out what has happened in that room. All my other plans depend on that.I opened the recording and played that. In the. I turned to the driver, whose name I now remembered was Mr. Sanford."Could I use your cell phone to call my mom? Mine's dead," I said, holding it out as proof.Nodding absently, he dug in his coat pocket and came out with a battered old phone that looked nearly as old as he did. Flipping it open and ooking at the display, he wrinkled his forehead worriedly. He held the cell phone up and away from him, turned in a quarter-circle, and then turned completely around. Then he walked down the isle. Having grown up in a relative vacuum, I had no preferences, and Christianity, Judaism, Hinduism, Sikhism, and the lot, they were all pretty much the same to me. It was if I had passed through puberty without once masturbating, and now liberated by age and opportunity, I was trying to decide if I should use my right or my left hand. Thankfully, I knew something about sex, even if I was a virgin regarding the world beyond and matters of faith. I had discovered masturbation at 14, and I had been.