Long strands of saliva hung from her mouth, and dripped down to her tits. The sight was so fucking hot. “That’s it whore, suck my cock, Fuck that�...�s good.” I wanted this to last forever, but I couldn’t hold out any longer. I came so hard deep in her throat. I pulled out and sprayed her face too. My knees buckled hard as I watch my hot sticky cum drip from her face. “Fuck” I grunted. That was the biggest load I’d ever had. My cloudy mind searched her face for regret, but I found none. She rubbed. And in that night I was hearing some loud arguments from their room. I was also hearing uncle was calling my aunty bitch and many bad words. At the end, he throws her outside the room and closes the door loudly. My aunty was crying over there. I went there. I saw aunty was only in blouse and petticoat. Her sari was in her room. She did not even know what she has wear at that time. I gave her glass of water and try to take her in my room. She was still crying. I tell her to stand up and come. " Her thick Scottish accent, sounding slightly out of breath, makes my heart race."I hope you're not bored of train rides yet baby, because we're going on another one," I say with a smile and look to her eyes for a hint of what she might be thinking.Her smile breaks into a grin as her cheeks flush, she replies "not at all, I love the train," with a secret smile hiding behind her words. As we walk to the other platform I place my arm around her waist. Placing my hand on her ass slightly, I let. The officer stood up as Tania did, she looked expectantly at him, "Hey, don't bring me into this." He turned to me, "No, Mr. Archer, that's all I had to ask. You may be called to give evidence, but to tell you the truth I don't think that'll happen."Sonja shook her head, "Well officer, I afraid that Tania will be out of the country in a few days time." Well yes, so I understand, but Mr. Archer may be interested in what Mrs. Wilson has to say, that's if what she was shouting at the station is.