Mujhe koi kaam tha so main nahi gaya. Sat ka din tha main 2 baze ghar wapis aa gaya.Ki bell bazyi maine uth ker darwaza khola aur samne sonia thi uske...hath me books thi wo kuch samjhne aayi thi. Maine use bola ki didi nahi hai ghar pe wo boli mujhe pata hai aur usne ek naughty si smile de di.Phir main isse pehle kuch kehta wo sidha under aa gayi. Usnre bola phir no padayi aaj sirf enjoy karenge. Aur wo sofa per beth gayi tv on kar diya aur hbo channel on kar diya eng movie lagi hui thi. Wo. Her head was aching as if a Sherman tank was parked inside her skull Where am I? she thought to herself . As if she was answering her own question her memories of last night returned. It was the last night before she left for her backpacking trip to Canada, there was no food in the empty flat so she was going to drive to the nearest Macdonald’s for dinner. As she sat down in the drivers seat she had felt a stabbing pain in her butt it must have been some sort of needle with a d**g in it as she. Like a lot of Latino families we live in L.A. the land of sunshine. Mom is Puerto Rican and dad was Cuban-American. Dad had died when I was a boy and mom was a waitress but our Social Security Survivors Benefits gave us a good life.My older sister Liz is 16 now and a little over two years older than me. Liz is a dancer and dances with the Caribbean Community Dance Theater. Seeing Liz shake around with her friends in small costumes always gives me a boner and lots to think about. Liz was beyond. Hey, babe, where are you? Jamie?" Joe walked towards the bedroom. The door was closed. Opening it slowly, Joe stepped in and stopped dead in his tracks. His semi-erect cock had shot from semi-limp to full on hard in a matter of seconds. The room was lit with candles. Tall ones, short ones, all lit and all giving off this intensely erotic smell. Or was that his wife? Jamie stood across the room with a nervous smile on her red lips. Jamie had heard Joe come in and had felt the butterflies in her.