He heated the chicken stock, placed the banh pho (wide rice noodles) in the large Chinese bowls from his basket and tossed the chicken pieces into the...stock to cook. Peter’s knock on the bedroom door and shout of ‘Want me to wash those difficult-to-reach places?’ was met with a muffled screech and the sounds of a splattering shower. Minutes later, a completely different Jennifer sat staring at the huge bowl of steaming Pho Ga (Vietnamese Chicken Noodle Soup) that he placed before her. Peter. I don’t suppose you noticed that.’ ‘Well … there you go … a pair of oppressed minorities. The two of us. We must be a natural fit, don’t you think?’ ‘If we are oppressed, we’re not doing a very good job of showing it,’ I said, turning to her again. ‘Yeah. It is a bit of a hard-sell.’ She rolled towards me as well. ‘What are you going to do with your life, Harry Zheng?’ ‘Well, about six months from now, I have to chair the annual general meeting of my late father’s company. I don’t have. She had no hang-ups and knew what she wanted. She stripped me and got down on her knees holding me firmly by the cock to keep me from getting away. She had two k**s, but they had not had any sex since her last pregnancy twelve years before. She sucked like a teeny bopper scr****g her teeth along my length. I told her to get on all fours. I love big arses and hers was simply huge. She had not washed and I could smell her hormones, piss, and sweat coming from her. When I put my hand into her cunt. I pulled my hand to some more height and she came very closer to me and those beautiful pair of boobs started crushing on me and I was enjoying it a lot. The bad boy in my pants started rising slowly. I tried my best to control myself as she is my relative. But she is still doing the same to get the mobile, I am afraid that I might lose control. So I got angry on her & told her that it is some adult stuff and you shouldn’t see it.She kept calm and left the room with a sorrow face. I felt sorry.