Now I was laying on my towel, stroking my cock. And I was thinking about Suzie. Naked. Fingering herself. Watching her getting fucked.And that should ...ave been what got me off... but then I was thinking about John. My hero, John. And his touch. Feeling his hands on my body. Running up my legs. And his cock. I was thinking about John's cock. Hard, thrusting into Suzie's pussy.Hard, wet, smooth, rubbing against mine.And I started imagining what it would feel like. In my hand. In my mouth. Would. So, hedecided to take Tom under his wing.He showed Tom many things but most important of all was what he did,even his wife and daughters were not privy to that information, which Ihasten to add did not go down to well with them, Tom was sworn tosecrecy by his stepfather, and no matter how his mother and step sisterstried he would never say what it was.The father always said to them when they asked, which was quitefrequent, he would always say to them, "You live in a beautiful house,you get a. "Akbar laughed as his wife left to plan the day for her guests and continue the wedding plans ticking along.Akbar walked swiftly towards his daughter's suite, who probably was still in bed. Akbar found his daughter's bed slept in but empty.He moved into her bathroom. Shahnaz was sleepily rubbing her eyes dressed in white short tee shirt, as she stood in front of the long massive mirror and bathroom top.Her wavy hair was all mussed and she looked ravishing. As she was reaching for her electric. She desperately wanted to be clean and wondered if there were some towels or soap in the kitchen which she could see, through an alcove, just off the living room.Rashmi walked into the kitchen keeping an ear cocked for noise from the locked bedroom, but there was no sound. There she discovered paper towels on a roller and an ancient bar of soap on the big porcelain sink. She ran the water, which eventually became warm and using the soap and towels managed to tend to the deep cut on her palm and.