It gives him time to think. Like today, his thoughts about blood and the scent of a woman. For as long as Peter can remember, he has been fascinated w...th the workings of female gentalia. Add to that an almost gothic obsession with the colour red and the taste of blood. Please don't wrongly mistake Peter: he is very sane, very respectful of women. Many would call him a male feminist. He is polite in conversation, never without a witty saying, and verbose in action; he doesn't treat his female. ‘Uh, uh, uh’, he said. ‘You just stand right there. His eyes darted to the tv. The porno tape was playing. On the screen a blonde girl was on her knees in front of a black guy and she was giving him a blow job. Butch stripped off his sweat shirt. He was about 5′, 10′ 190 lbs, and all muscles. He had tattoos all over. He went over and flopped on the bed, still rubbing his groin. ‘Oooh, FUCK!’ he said. ‘Man, she could suck the chrome off a bumper hitch! She is fuckin HOT!’ He looked at me. ‘Hey,. So, I was so happy that I now I would finally get to see my mami. But to my surprise she was waiting for me which I will tell after.So 10 days after coming to Delhi I decided to surprise my Uncle and Mami and also their kids which is 10 km away from my home.I went there rang the doorbell and what do I see. A 5 year old girl opened the door and asking ‘Who are you’ with a fully cute voice. She was Mami’s daughter, Aarohi. I was so happy to see such a cute face and I introduced myself then her. He’d thank us later.I stared around the side of his body ... his cock was all the way in her, his thighs were up against her butt. It looked like the coolest, ever. Her asshole wasn’t wrinkled any longer, it was a tight red ring around his cock, and I’m sure it felt like heaven to him. And maybe her. I crawled around to where I was in front of her, and took her head in my hands.“Does it feel good, darlin’,” I asked, and I felt her nod in my arms. “Fuck yeah,” she said, “Chair, you gotta try.