The inside was clean and tidy, the furniture looked a little worn, but not out of place. Karen put the wine and beer in the fridge, then she headed up...tairs giving me that look. I followed a few minutes later. I could hear the shower as I entered the bedroom, but no sign of Karen, in the shower I thought and moved the shower curtain back just a little. Karen stood under the water with her blouse on, nothing else, just the blouse. I could see that there was no bra, the blouse looked almost. Just to wind me up and upset my boyfriends. Just like my little brother John does. But then I realised I don’t hate my brother, I love him. When he’s not there, I miss him, and when you’re not there I was missing you. When you opened that car door that night, I knew that I loved you.’ ‘Now don’t be silly, girl, you were just relieved and grateful that I was there to rescue you. You mustn’t mistake that for love.’ ‘There, you see what I mean. The old Pete wouldn’t have thought twice. It would. I fucked her at night and she sucked my cock and swallowed my cum every morning.On the fourth night I said, "Sarita, turn around and get on all fours." Kya aap mujhe kutiya ki terah chodogenge? (Will you fuck me doggie style?)" she said getting into gaand (ass hole) fuck position."Nahin, aaj main teri gaand marunga (No, I'll fuck you in your ass hole)" I said."Master no, it is unnatural," she said."Unnatural or natural I enjoy fucking a girl in her ass hole," I said.Reluctantly she got into. Huck now once more got up and collected the plate before placing it on the bed next to my head. After scooping another handful, Huck began smearing the mashed sweet mess all over his crotch. After again scooping all he could off the plate, Huck then once more coated my face.“Looks like you’ve got a lot of cleaning to do,” he said, as he straddled my torso. With both hands now clamped around my head, he pulled my head up and rubbed his crotch into my face.Although I had never really had a sweet.