But when she did, he was standing there, near the table, a sloppy grin on his face, his eyes hooded in arousal. He held both the brandy snifter and a ...moking cigar in one hand, and he had his trousers fly open and his penis out and was stroking himself with the other hand. His member wasn’t as big as Ada thought Vaughn’s must be, but it was a large one. At length, he came over behind Vaughn and leaned down, put his head on Vaughn’s shoulder, and took Ada’s lips in his. He was a fine, sensual. " It's O.K. Sweetie. Don't worry. Speaking of my panties, I assume you're here because you found my little present?" Ryan nodded his head but stared at the floor. "Did you like it?" He didn't move. "Sweetie? Did you like what I left for you?" Slowly, Ryan nodded his head slightly. "Did you? Did you really?" Yes, Mom," Ryan reluctantly replied as he lifted his head and looked at Jennifer. "I did. But Mom ... why are you doing this? I thought you didn't want me to do ... you know ... what I was. I decided it was no use complaining. It would be like locking the stable after the horse has been stolen. What had to happen has happened? By complaining I will not get my virginity back and poor uncle Sharma would also get into trouble unnecessarily. Actually I had enjoyed the last few times Birju fucked me. I even liked his rough treatment and his abusive language turned me on. I decided to keep quiet and accept my fate. I said to myself that if I am destined to be fucked by Birju then why. Matthew smiled, dazzling her. She blushed. He was about to kiss her again when the calling bell rang. ‘Shit!’ Matthew cursed and pulled Lisa towards his bedroom. He told her to stay in and not come out at any cost. She agreed and he shut the bedroom door after her. She put her ear against the bedroom door to listen. Matthew opened the front door to find his sister grinning at him. If this were some other time he would have been completely overjoyed to see her. Amy Goldstein was his step-sister.