He was a ruthless old bastard. I wanted him to jump on this whole Billie Jean thing and find out what she wanted and what it would take to get rid of ...er. Barring that I wanted him to start the proceedings to sue her for Libel.I called home to see if my blushing bride was awake yet. She eerily answered the phone and yelled for our maid to bring her some "fucking," coffee."Mary Beth, you probably won't want to read the papers this morning," I warned her. "They're all full of the Billie Jean. Honey, don't be mad at me!" Pete gasped suddenly.He pressed his crotch up against her naked butt. Only he didn't know it was naked. Having taken the daring step of pushing his cock against her, he was still too modest to look down at what he was doing."Ahhhh, your rear feels so hot and firm against my pr-- Against my thing!" Your prick!" Robin cried with frustrations. "Ohhhhh, damn you, Pete, call it a prick! God, take your cock out of your pants and fuck it into my cunt! Oh! Ohhhhh, Pete!. Her father emerged from another room. Tracy hugged her father, "Hi dad, miss me?" her father hugged her back and laughing, said,"So you've come home at last, I was beginning to think you'd moved out." Dad, this is Ann, she's been looking after me."Tracy's father reached out his hand and I shook it, his hands were strong and hard. He was a little taller than myself, slim and with receding dark hair. He had a lovely white smile that spread to his brown eyes. "Pleased to meet you Ann, thank you. After the initial month of I used to go to pubs nearby and travel with my friends a lot. Sometimes I was too late for pg, but normal days I used to leave early at the time about 6 pm to7pm. One fine evening I saw that girl Aditi she climbed into the bus I was traveling to the next stop from my college.She was such a hot girl that people couldn’t resist watching her assets. She departed from the bus where my pg was there.She went in the opposite direction to me.I couldn’t resist thinking of her.