.Let me explain that part.. Every time my cousins come over , about twice a year, my hormones rage.. But for one cousin in particular, my oldest cousi... Mike. He was about 6 feet tall, had dark brown hair, pure teal eyes, and was thin but really muscular. Now I know you should never think of your relatives that way.. Of course not.. But my mind fought my hormones and they always won. Guys my age go after me all the time.. But I like older guys.. Guys like Mike. Now Mike is 5 years older then me. She looked at me intensely for a minute and I again said "sure aunty — I just want to have some small fun with her while I am here — but I will not do to her anything serious — please believe me". She sighed and said "I believe you — anyway keep my advice in your mind — be very careful in what you do with her — don't land in any serious mess". I assured her again. Later I left for office.That evening I came home a little early. I found that Ranjani had come with the child Chitti. Aunty had. Мы сели напротив камина. Я устроился на низком пуфе, а Марина с дочкой в креслах, напротив меня.Несколько секунд, Марина пристально вглядывалась в мои глаза, как будто пытаясь прочесть в них, что у меня в голове. Дочка переводила взгляд, то на меня, то на Марину. – «Оксана, отправляйся к себе в комнату, уже поздно, а нам с Алексом, нужно кое что обсудить». Оксана без разговоров встала и удалилась, пожелав нам спокойной ночи.Дождавшись, пока дочь удалится, Марина начала разговор: - «Как долго ты. I wouldnt object of course so we packed up our stuff and headed down to Atlantic City. He is a bit of a romantic and basically decided that he wanted to stay in for the night. We got room service and watched Prometheus together in the hotel room. One thing lead to another and I had gone to the bathroom to change into a sexy laace babydoll lingerie. As I walked back to the bed he just eyed me up and down and we both knew I was going to get fucked tonight. There was only one problem...since this.