My eyes were naturally drawn to the bulge between his legs, but I caught myself and looked away. As usual, he smelled of cigarettes and Polo cologne.I...didn’t know what to say. I felt extremely vulnerable dressed only in my bikini. I crossed my arms to shield my exposed breasts as if that would offer me some kind of protection.I blurted out, “What are you doing up?” before turning back around and staring outside. You can go back to bed now.”He was directly behind me now and his face was right. She gave him a hug, pressing her full rounded breasts into his chest before moving to kiss his cheek. Ian turned his head at just the moment she went to kiss him, with the kiss landing on his lips instead.The kiss lingered and then deepened, turning into a full on passionate meeting of lips and tongues.Ian’s hands went to her ass, cupping her firm butt, and pulling her against his rapidly lengthening hardon.This is Ian’s story about what happened next in the car park.There was a hunger in the. Nothing happened for first two days.On the third day my aunt asked me to accompany her to tailor shop for getting her blouse stitched which she wants to wear for a function in next 15 days.I said ok as I was also feeling bored sitting at home.So in the evening me and my aunt went to tailor shop but it was closed because the tailor was out of town and will be back next day.So we both went to a restaurant and ate some snacks and went to home.Next day we both went to tailor shop and the tailor. .. I’m the owner of this house... ‘This house mine’!”“Uh. Was. Now is mine!” he said as he strutted away. He left two women to guard me. One was old as the leader, the other younger and cuter, probably his and her daughter.Who the fuck these people were is a mystery to me. They appeared out of the dark that night and that’s all there is. The only thing I got out of any of them is that they came from far away on a ship and people like me are hunting for them.They aren’t deformed at all, they are.