"I have the feeling that that black sedan is not here to make our lives any easier, Grandmother." Child, you have got to start watching more wholesome...movies with your young man - or was he a young woman over the weekend? My, those are such graphic images in your mind for one your age."As she spoke the car door opened and the driver emerged. He was well over six foot, dressed in a gray woolen suit despite the Southern heat and his eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses. There was a telltale. By the time I grew 5 years old my mom’s parents passed away and I was left alone with my mother. My mom was doing well in her career and was moving very fast in the organisation. My care was taken up by maid. My mother gave me ample amount of time after returning from her job. Slowly I grew and cleared my class XII exam with good numbers. My mother promised me that she will give whatever I demand if I can secure admission in engineering college. I cleared exam of Delhi college of Engineering. Working nights as a police reporter for the local paper didn't exactly make his social calendar bustle. In fact, he had just one night off in common with his wife. It was a wonder they had found time to have a child. But something told Peter to put on his sandals and make his way out back.He was surprised how much the volume grew once he left the comfort of his air-conditioned home. It was a sultry June evening and the party was still going strong even though it was nearly 1 a.m. "I must be. ‘Now you’ve got to relax. That’s most important, so take a deep breath and let your body relax.’ When I felt the tip of his cock touch my arsehole, I took a deep breath and made myself do as he told me. Christ! I thought I was being split in two and I couldn’t help but cry out as the head of his big black cock expanded my back entrance to dimensions that I didn’t think possible, but once the head was in, the shaft that followed seemed to smooth that original entry pain. I think it was more his.