Rahul moved up and down into aunt Saroj. And uncle Dev moved to and fro into Bhavana. And all of them moved and moaned. With dizzying head I slogged b...ck to my room, sat on the bed to get me back composed. Then I packed up my things and came out of the front door. I hid my bag behind a portico pillar and went up to the gate and awakened the watchman, who was sleeping already. "Can you get me some tablets for headache, watch-man." But, memsaaheb, at this night... one has to go to the main road. They have a kiosk with some good shades." No more than $15," Andy said."Andy!" Regan replied through gritted teeth. "That's not compromising! That's like if I agree to lower the price to $99.99. Seventy-five dollars."Andy closed his eyes and let out a long breath."You're supposed to counter with thirty-five and we meet a fifty," Regan informed him."If I see something I like cheaper, we'll get those," he said."Good enough," Regan told him with a smile. "But, since I'm your girlfriend, I get a. Stevie looks at my crotch.“Feel good to get touched out there?”What is he talking about?Stevie is still looking at my crotch. I look down. My crotch is bulging.What the hell?A full on boner is nearly bursting the front of my jeans. How uncomfortable, especially in front of this fag. I put my hands over my crotch, a pointless attempt at cover. I try to will the erection away. Concentrate. Think of something disgusting. Fat chicks, or old fags in towels. Not working, not working at all. I felt. Khurana! When I rang the bell, Mr. Khurana came to the door and welcomed me! He was about 40 years old, tall well built with a very happy face. He was also black! I hadn’t expected this and didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to have a black man fuck me –I had been fucked once before by a black man, well before I met Salim, and he had hurt me so much because of his huge cock I vowed never to fuck a black man again! But this was difficult because I was here under the instruction of my husband.