He had neither morals nor scruples.When I had first met the girl, he was selling muskets and ammunition to our side; now, my sources told me, he was s...pplying the occupying British. I stood across from his house one cool day until the girl appeared, accompanied by an old women in black. Teresa walked toward the market swinging a basket. I followed, my member atingle with remembrance. She seemed to walk well, steady and quick, her head erect, back straight, hips and buttocks rolling pleasantly. The next day was saturday, so I was lounging around the house while my wife went out shopping with our neighbor Jane when suddenly the doorbell rang. I got up from my lazyboy and answered the door. To my delight it was Jake. My cock immediately began to stir in my shorts. "hello there" I said with a smile. "hi, Mr. Thompson" Jake said with that handsome grin. "My dad sent me over to see if he could borrow some gas for his lawn mower" he said with a shrug of his shoulders. "my mom is gone with. Mai unse do saal chhota hu. mere pariwar me mere aur didi ke alawa aur koi nahi hai. hamlog kabhi kabhi apne ghar jate hai. jo kahani mai apko sunane wo aaj se ek saal pahle ki hai. hamlog ghar gaye huye the. jab Jammu ane ke liye station par pahunche to waha hamlogo ki mulakat unke premi se ho gayi jiske bare me maine didi ke saadi ke pahle hi suna tha. use bhi usi gadi se Jammu me kisi se milne ana tha. Hamlog ek saath hi Jammu aye.Rashid hamlogo ko station par auto me baitha ke apne relative. I reluctantly agreed and I followed her upstairs, both of us still naked. Her ass was in my face all the way up, and I could see underneath her pussy slit, still dripping wet. We got upstairs and started to make lunch, and as she leaned over the stove, I came up behind her and grabbed her around the waist and stuck my cock between her legs. She grinded against my cock, and waves of pleasue went through my body.After a quick lunch of mac and cheese, we both had to go to the bathroom. I let her.