She was dressed in a see thru black saree and sleeveless blouse with all her jeweleries etc. She was looking beautyful.When we reached the rest house ...ajaji asked me to come in for a few minutes too. I knew this was so that he could start undressing Shara in front of me and elave me with plenty of excitment for the remainder of the day. We were led to his suite where he was sitting on the bed wearing only a lungi and banian. He smiled when we entered and told me,” Today you will wait like a. "Okay, Mom. I'll be good, but when she goes home, I'm coming for your pussy."I glared. "Dillon, I am not a sex slave. Don't treat me like one."I stormed off, opening my apartment door, looking down the hall for Jenny. She arrived moments later, thankfully. Dillon was over my shoulder as she stepped in."Hi, Dillon." Hey, Aunt Jenny." How are you?" she asked."Good." How's school?" Great." Getting excited for college?" Sure." Well, you'll be the first in our family to actually do something with. Sides of the casket and saw a couple small latches, which he fiddled with until they came undone.As he opened the lid, he immediately noticed that his girlfriend was being buried barefoot, her toe tags still on her feet, pressed between her toes and the silk lining of the foot of the casket. More peculiar though was that a strange black bag had been placed near her right ankle. A closer look on it though made him certain he didn’t want to open it. It was her viscera bag (though he didn’t know. ..finish true story later. A few weeks later, while I was out, the same guy passed me and whispered in my ear, "you don't recognize me but I recognize you, a friend of mine is the man who 'TURNED YOU OUT' years ago. Damn, I thought, should have known living in this small town was going to be a problem, never fails. Of course, I had to do what i had to do, just outright asked him if he wanted to FACE FUCK ME and bust a nut in my mouth. He said yes, but I want some of the ass too bitch, something.