Woh chaah kar bhi chupa na paayi. Woh apni aankho ke ishaare se Rahul se kya hua poochi.Rahul dheemi awaaz mein bola: Mazaa aaya?Kavita chupana bhi ch...hti to chupa nahi paati. Fir usne haami mein sar hila di.Rahul: Maa so gayi.Kavita ek bar Sarika ko dekhi aur fir palat kar Rahul ko boli: Haan to?Rahul: Bahar chale kya?Dono hi dheemi awaaz mein baat kar rahe the taaki Sarika uth na jaaye.Kavita: Kyu?Rahul: Chalona, aur maze karenge.Kavita: Nahi nahi… so jao ab.Rahul apne hath bada kar Kavita ke. As she left we hugged and I went to kiss her cheek.She turned her face to me and kissed me on the lips, soft kiss, lasting a couple of seconds. “Thank you uncle, you are good to me.”She kissed me again on the lips, this time for longer and her lips parted as we kissed. I tasted the sweet moisture between her lips. I watched her as she went down the path to the gate, her skirt swinging.For the next three weeks, the routine was the same. She would arrive. We would have something to drink. We. I asked her, “Where is your hot water heater?”“I’ll show you, in the basement. Why? We cannot have any hot water, after 5 days?”I agreed. “Nope, you likely don’t. What you do have, however, is 30 to 50 gallons of clean water. Let’s grab some pans and pitchers, and get some.”We trooped into the basement, and by flash light emptied a couple of quarts into the first pan. It looked sort of rusty, from the accumulated sediment. When I switched to the first pitcher, the water ran clear, and we filled. My eyes beam as I ask, "So, has the tide turned, slut? Have you decided that I am, indeed, the one tonight?"Jessica:I look up at you, my eyes steady and narrow as a wicked smile plays across my lips."Why don't you free that cock and find out?"You grab my throat and squeeze it as you draw your face close to mine."Watch the way in which you speak to me slut! You say, yes Sir, I am going to act like the good little whore I am and I'm going to fuck you in everyway you wish!"I lift my head as far as.