Magar who jid karne lagi toh main bola achaa suno main batuga magar promise karo tum kisi ko nahi baaogi. Usnein bola theek hai. Phir maine usko pooch... aise koi jagah hai jahan koi bhi nahi ata jata ho? Usenin bola haan hai ek jagah.Woh mujhe khet mein le gayi jahan ek ghar tha. Kabhi kabhi us ghar mein mama je soya karte the raat mein khet ke nigrani karne ke liye. Hum andar chale gaye. Andar jaakar maine latch laga diya. Maine bola ke main tumhe sab kuch bataunga magar tumhe bhi meri ek baat. Now get the fuck out of my house pervert!Everyone in the room got shocked hearing me saying this but they remained silent.Him: “What? Why am I a pervert? You are the one who is a pervert! You think we don’t know what happened between you and Megha to make her come around you all the time?This further infuriated me but I controlled myself.Me: You have no right to argue. Don’t make me spill out your dirty sniffing habits. Just get out before you lose any more of your shame.He realized I must have. .Finally on the day I met her was so much happy and she looked more hot and I’m sure there were some changes in her body figure..She was looking hot with the curvy body and hot protruding ass. I was not able to control my feelings just pulled her toward me and kissed her hot luscious lips for nearly 10 seconds..She was shocked and pushed me away saying not here..I again pulled her towards me with one hand on her hip and with other hand I was holding her hot ass asking ” then where”..She was. We spent the day shopping on the internet and listening to music. This was our routine for the next four days. Then on the morning of her fifth day, Sylvia woke in a terrible mood she was snappy and not the girls I had grown so fond of over the previous four days. She was a total nightmare and I was just on the verge of calling Uncle Alan in the morning, to come collect her. She had a bad night and I put it down to pain, in the morning she was in a slightly better mood and as I took her through.