She giggled “Like, but NOT my brother yaar” Her eyes looked at my groin, the tenting in my shalwar front now at a 90 degree angle.“Glad to see y...u don’t think I am your sister” She said reaching to stroke it.Well, that was all it took She was obviously willing to do stuff even if only a little fondling and squeezing.I put my hand on the top of her thigh and stroked her butt as she sat smiling on the counter, and massaged my rapidly hardening Lund with her hand.I slowly raised my hands from her. Roy met her mom while working in England. Theirs was an unlikely union, and they lived in Jamaica, although they were now divorced. Eva's inheritance was a double dose love of sex. In the last year and a half she frequently spied on her dad as he pounded the housekeeper or any of the many household helpers that had been in his employ. It was then she began to masturbate, and she burned with a desire to be filled with cock. Her mother, Sophia, was slutty. With her blond hair, model looks and. They had died in an aircraft accident returning from Cape Town when he was five. Grandmother Susan and Granddad David had raised him. His grandfather had taught him to ride and shoot. The happiest times of his life had been out hunting with his grandfather and N’debi, the giant Matabele who was a dear friend of his grandfather’s.He had spent days down on the game Reserve with Uncle Sultar and Aunt Yasmin. He would listen to the stories of the battles that had occurred in India and here in Kenya. Hundreds of guests were ready to ring out 2010 and welcome 2011. This was my first New Year’s Eve away from my family. I fought long and hard for this night. I’m 18 years old and I don’t need to spend New Year’s Eve with my parents at the Anderson’s place where all people do is talk about the “good old days”. Instead, tonight at midnight, I’ll be in the arms of my 40 year old boyfriend, Liu, celebrating the start of the New Year. The party started at 8pm in the Grand Ballroom. We took our seats.