It was 11 pm in the night and we both were watching movie on my laptop as usual, my cousin had gone to business trip for few days, it was winter seaso... so I offered her my duvet, and we shared one duvet hence we came closer almost touched each other by sides and our hands were inside the duvet, the movie was romantic and there were various bed scenes in it. When the bed scene used to come on screen she used to breathe heavily and I was feeling that she is doing something in her saree.I ignored. My uncle caught my head in his hands as his cock sank into my throat. He held me tight against him with his cock down my throat. I felt air hit my open ass as the cock was completely withdrawn only to once again be rammed into me even harder. I heard the man behind me laugh. "If he wants to be a black cock whore then we'll treat him like the piece of shit he is."My uncle grabbed a handful of my hair to hold my head still enjoying the way the man ramming my ass was pushing my head deeper onto. Sandy then moved slowly towards him.“It’s only 3:30, so Mom won’t be home for hours. OK?”“Ahh, ok.”Sandy, again, being the older and more mature (by yes, all of minutes), though now feeling totally weird. She could see that Randy felt the same. Maybe it was the darkness of that night. Still, she moved towards him putting out her arms to hug him. He did the same though a bit more awkwardly. Bodies came together, her nipples touching his chest, nipples to nipples since they were basically the. I invited him to sit down and try some, and he agreed. He screwed up his face with the first taste, but I was getting tired of being the only coffee drinker here so I encouraged him to give it a fair test."No one likes it the first time they taste it. You should try it at least a few times to make sure you don't come to like it. In a few minutes you will feel what it does for you," I said."Very well. You have already proved to be very wise and I will try the coffee as often as I can stand it on.