They soon found themselves slipping over the soft cheeks of your perfect ass. I gently squeezed your cheeks, so soft to the touch. Our bodies pressed ...ogether; your naked form, against me, still clothed.We held one another, gently swaying around the room to music playing in our own minds of a slow, romantic melody. We danced for a while, before you pulled away and looked up at me. We kissed as your hands ran over my shirt, caressing my chest while you unbuttoned it, one by one.You exposed my. All I could do is stay silent and wait, and I did until she began walking down the hallway. Just before hand I had checked the hall to make sure it was empty so I wasn't afraid to be caught. She had reached just a half a foot passed me, missing me completely when I lashed out, grabbed her, and covered her mouth, pulling her down the hallway as she kicked and tried to find an area of my hand to bite onto. Once we were outsider I stayed as close to the building as I could to insure the. As it was, Sumitra just lusted after the farm owner's son. "Yes," she finally panted, "I mean that. I'm so hot, I could do it right here on the kitchen floor."Mohan smiled at that. "I think maybe we could find a place a little more private than this, don't you agree?"And that's how Sumitra found herself in Mohan's bedroom, standing there waiting as the man undressed her with his eyes and then standing there and waiting as the man undressed her for real.She moaned as the man stroked his fingers. His IQ might even rival that of his famous dad. He got straight A's in school without effort whenever he wanted. Trouble was, he seldom wanted. He rebelled against the wishes of his mother and father at every turn. Mother sought to keep him in line by giving him disgusting chores like cleaning the barn and shoveling horse shit. Yes the Shaw's had horses.It was Peter in whom I was most interested in more ways than one. Peter had the lean strong young body of a soccer player. His hair always had.