He introduced himself as Bob. Joan started flirting with him, twirling her hair, touching the jewelry on her neck and looking directly into his eyes. ...radually they leaned closer and were casually touching each other. I saw Bob put his hand on Joan's thigh, dangerously close to the top of the front slit. Joan put her hand on top of his and whispered something in his ear. Joan shifted on her barstool you could see the side strings on her underpants. I was still a few feet away paying close. “Ritika! Stop…stop!!” he screamed. “I am going to cum”.“Cum inside my mouth”; I said, like a proper street hooker.“No! I want your pussy”, he said and saying that he leapt up, threw away his pants, underwear, shirt away. He picked me up effortlessly and dropped me like an animal on the bed.His huge penis was throbbing. I wanted it inside my pussy. I wanted to be fucked like a bitch. I wanted him to ram his hot rod inside my wet hungry pussy.He slid a Durex ultra-thin over his cock and got on. She was single and often visited with us for extended periods of time. As a randy youth, I would sneak peeks when I thought she wasn’t looking positioning myself to see down her blouse or up her dress. I often thought of hiding in the closet just to watch her undress or hide in the bathroom closet to watch her bathe but was always fearful of being caught. I think she sensed this because at times she seemed to position herself so I could catch a glance or leave the bedroom or bathroom door. The first group I addressed was Soo Hong's family."Hi folks," I said forcing a smile onto my face, "I hope all of you are okay. By the way, my name is Adam and you can all call me that. I hope Soo Hong has been telling you about me and my family. If not, it doesn't matter much at the moment. What does is that we're going to take care of you. We've got food and transportation and hopefully we can help you out."Naturally that started a bit of chatter and people started asking questions that I.