You're not missing anything, trust me. I'm skipping ahead to the next good part." Since I started this job, I've lost interest in watching sex-scenes... They're mostly all the same, more or less, and after seeing so many of them, my mind starts to wander from erotic thoughts to more practical issues - like cleaning. The guy cums all over the place, they've messed up the furniture, their own clothes, themselves. But they never explain what happens after. Does the woman do a load of laundry. Does. You stretch me out perfectly.”We began to gently rock back and forth. Allowing her to press back into me how much of my substantial member she wanted. After such an intense prolog, I wanted her to take control of this position. Placing my hands on her hips I steadied our motion, she took this as a signal I was ready to give her everything as she picked up the pace.“Fuck!” she growled between her teeth, “Yes! Give me that cock” We fell into a rhythm, the feeling of her pussy writhing on my cock,. ." Sometimes I can hear the laughs of the other kids long after they go home.I may be a "Twerp" to Tammy, but I got the brains in the family. I skipped two years in school, and was in the same grade as her. Since the kids I go to school with are all older than me, I usually stay near my sister and her friends until I get home. Tammy hates it when I hang out with her. But she's more interesting than the other kids my age in the neighborhood. I guess that's because I am smarter than kids my own. Rambhai was not a talkative man. With me he use to talk with respect. So I have to put small questions and get the replies. I gathered that he is a married man with 2 kids. He is a person who carved his own success. He came next month. He shouldered more responsibilities on me.He instructed me to visit stockyards, farms and fields for my work. He also told Rambhai to keep a car or jeep ready for me, whenever I wanted to go there. He also asked Rambhai to cook food for me both the time, so that.