It was two in the morning and he had told the porters who worked for him to head off to bed. His ego was bruised and his mood was sour. So what if thi... woman didn’t like him? She was nothing special anyway. At least, that’s what he made himself believe. Sarah heard the door close softly behind her. Truth to tell, she was surprised. She had almost convinced herself that he would make an advance. It was on the tip of her tongue to ask him to fuck off. Maybe he wasn’t that sort after all, she. I lived in a two-storied house with my family in the first floor and my Uncle’s in the ground floor. As the house was built in old days, there was a room half way up the stairs to first floor. And it was my room. Beside the stairs, to its left was this hallway about 10 feet long and then was this room of mine. It was thus away from the hue and cry of the joint family that resided in the house, our families.Ruchi was my little cousin sis who was studying in her eighth. At the onset of her. I got really angry with the useless fag, I grabbed grandpa’s white hair at the back of his head and held him while I rammed my cock deep into his throat.I don't’ know what he imagined would happen when he agreed to meet me but he certainly didn't like being mouth fucked by a big hard cock. He was choking spluttering crying and moaning all at the same time. Everybody was cheering me on so I taught Jeremy how to deep throat forcing my cock into him.He must have thought he was dying as his eyes. "God, I'm sexy" she laughed to herself.She shouted down to Paul "Five minutes Paul". She turned back to her bed and picked up the new black dress Paul had bought for her. "A bit short" she thought as she pulled it on. It clung to her figure, the black cotton seeking out every contour of her body. "Comfy" she thought. One final twirl, and she sat on the bed, and called Paul. "Ready dear". Paul smiled, and bounded up the stairs. He walked in the bedroom and smiled. "Sandra, darling you look.