Jakob laughed and returned his mother's embrace as his father John and little sister Alex came through the front door. His father gave him a smile and...welcomed him home with a small hug before grabbing Jakob's bags out of the trunk. His little sister jumped and hooked her arms around his neck Jakob squeezed his arms around her waist. Feeling his sister’s body against his was different then the last time. Her waist felt slimmer and her breasts were definitely bigger, Jakob could smell Alex's. He had never asked me my photo after I sent him my photo he never asked for my nude pics even when we were nearing our climaxes.As days passed by I started opening up to him and sharing my problems my family life. I told him about my son and what he does. He knew about my marriage and how much in a fix I was in and he started comforting me too. Slowly he too got attracted to me as a friend. Although we both wanted to be each other’s prey but he still took out time to be with me.It was the day. I do not know why still remember the blue colour as her panties was also blue.I put my hand in side her pant and started feeling her pussy. It was warm and wet. I knew she was excited. I put my finger in her pussy and started giving her finger fuck. She was enjoying it. Of course she was making may penis feel heavenly by slowly jerking it but i did not want cum like that.The train was running very fast with out any stop. In the rhythmic beat of the train i wished the husband uninterrupted sleep. “Your parents were telling me how the community here thinks of caste. I did not tell them, but actually they are stuck in the eighties. In Sri Lanka we have moved on. The rebels did not believe in caste, and did a lot to stamp it out.”“Really?”“The rebel leaders were karaiyar, like you. You know that your people started out as mercenaries, right? It was the Sinhalese kings who paid for them to come from India. But the karaiyar are not the highest caste, they are the second highest,” said.