My mom’s dad passed five years ago; he was a farmer. My dad’s dad died in the War.”Helena thought on that.“Tell me more about him.” She said... “Your father’s dad.”“That’s all I know.” Tad answered. “Dad doesn’t like to talk about him. ‘He died in the War’ is the most he’ll say. He might’ve beat him and grandma. She died before I was born.”“‘Doesn’t like to talk about him;’ present tense. So, Dad’s still alive?”“Yeah. They live in Wichita.”“Mom too? Do you talk to them?”“Yeah.”“Don’t tell them we. She was dressed in her primary school uniform, a grey little dress that buttoned from the front. Currently in the movie that dress was unbuttoned to show her wearing a cute pair of pale pink panties and nothing else. She was thrashing about whilst John was quickly binding her wrists behind her back and removing her dress with a fast rip of fabric. He slide a thick finger between her clothed virgin lips and rubbed back and forth,"You like that, don't you you little whore? I can feel your slutty. My Story is bit long so who are searching for true story line only those readers proceed.Now coming to the story, before I start I wanted to tell you this is my first write up, so please avoid some of my grammatical mistakes.This happened before my marriage when I was staying alone as bachelor. The heroin of story is Akanksha (Name Changed), This happens before 5 years, I was staying in rented house on the roof top and there are 2 rooms and it is given to bachelors only, I was staying alone as. .my heart was racing, what the fuck had I done, I had fumbled with girls before and the writings on toilet doors and walls had always made me hard but I had never followed up, or even imagined I would be in a position like this. I noticed him slowing down and turning into a quiet lane surrounded by trees, a minute or two later we drew to a halt, near a gate to a field. he unbuckled his seatbelt and leant over his hand leaning on my leg as he looked at the mag with me... "Do you like the cocks?".