’ ‘OK, Susan.’ Not much else I could say, she was holding all the cards, calling all the shots. ‘Shall I come up in twenty minutes if you are...not down by then?’ ‘That’s a good idea,’ she smiled, ‘The Penthouse, the code to the car park door is 1234 and the elevator code is 5678. Damn! That is so lame, I hadn’t really thought about it before.’ I nodded and rested my butt on the bonnet, folded my arms, apparently resigned to wait. ‘See you in twenty, then.’ She flashed that stunning smile again. In disney land of all places enjoying the rides, eating delicious food and of course as every young man and woman thinks....well most of us anyway, The booze and cigarettes and lots of them. With that the week before the trip our teacher would walk in and go "Ok Emma I need you to do something. There has been a problem with the hotel. We initially had a single room for you but that got double booked but we managed to find a room with two beds in it so pick someone in the cl-" Without him even. Since aunty was not here, I was excited to tease uncle with some more glances at my body. I was wearing a saree that day and so I quickly adjusted it so that the pallu exposed my cleavage and I also lowered the saree so that my navel was clearly visible and my panty straps were peeping out a little. When uncle came back, he was stunned at what he saw, but quickly regained senses and said, “Why are you still standing beti? Sit down please. Do you want to watch TV?” and he handed me the remote.. ‘Just…Oh…Yes!’ she yelled as I thrust deeper than ever, ready to withdrawal but not needing it. Her hands held me tight at my ass, squeezing, her fingernails threatening to wound. ‘Fuck,’ I yelled a second later as I erupted, the first shot passing though my urethra like a cannonball before slamming against and through her quaking cervix. ‘Waah,’ Nessy yelled. We laughed within our convulsive shakes. ‘Our little monster speaks,’ said Jill. We’d dubbed Vanessa Nessy for the monster of Loch Ness..