If the truth were to be known, that was the only thing that kept me going. It was the hope of my family that I attend either of the two most prestigio...s universities in England and I have been working hard to achieve this dream all my life. True I have lost everything, but if I agree to my wicked aunt’s cruel terms then maybe she would allow me to continue my studies alongside my new role as her slave. Besides it would increase her standing within the Indian community if she had a nephew who. As promised, Jordan and I spent the afternoon at the zoo and, for a treat, I took her to 'Chuck E Cheese' for supper. Cost me a small fortune in tokens but Jordan was as happy as could be. "So did you have a good time today?" I asked as we were headed home. There was no response and when I glanced over I saw that she'd dozed off – exhausted. I smiled."Jordan... Jordan... Jordan, wake up we're home." Oh ... Oh did I... did I fall asleep?"I couldn't help but laugh. "Yep, just tuckered out are. This is Abhishek Singh, a 18 years old boy from Delhi. I have written many stories in ISS from past one year. But from few weeks I have been quite for some personal reasons. But know there will be some blast from the past by me. Now I will write only insect stories in ISS and I am sure that u will enjoy too much. This story starts from here… I have to tell this story just as I have lived it and continue to live it. It’s about a woman’s lust, and yet more than lust — and no one word will do in. Slowly, too slowly for her liking, he starts moving a trail of soft licks as to once where his hands and fingers had been. Holding her swaying hips he starts devouring her flesh that burnt hotly now from the lack of satisfaction with tortured foreplay.Now bending her over he lifts her mini-skirt above her rocking hips and takes her cheeks and clinches them together. Slowly he starts licking each cheek with his heated tongue as she starts pumping her body towards him. Raising her head she lets.