It is a hell of a place, the new house, bigger rooms. Repairs, painting, was done, but the workers didnt clean the house properly so everyone was supp...sed to clean their respective rooms. While cleaning my room, I came across a small cavity, which was covered by a same colour cardboard piece. I was interested in seeing whats inside, and broke the cardboard piece with my hand. There was nothing in there, except a DIARY. I opened it, it said, ‘A personal property of Anjali Sharma’, with a pic of. They're just here to meet you."I'm stunned.Father questions me after I've been introduced to everyone."So where did you meet Maria?" At work." So you work together?"Maria comes up by my side and puts her arm in mine. I'm glad she's here to help with answers."So what are your intentions?" What?" Does he mean sex?"Papa!" protests Maria."Mama wants to know if you're planning on marrying our Maria." We're friends," Maria says. "We're taking it slow. You don't want me marrying the wrong guy." So. He reached around to soap up my chest and stomach. I could feel my cock filling up and getting harder as Mark worked his hands all over my body. He intentionally avoided touching my cock as a torturous tease.Mark rubbed my hips and moved on to massage my ass. Mark moved my feet a little further apart, opening my legs. His soapy hand worked the crack of my ass. I arched my back and pushed back on him. He teased me and worked underneath to cup my balls, softly massaging them. I was so hard. When. . my mother about ... us, Missus Darling. Won't never, never tell! Here ... look at my cock again! You want to see it! Up close this time?" No! Jimmy, don't! Leave that thing in your pants!" But the boy already had his erected organ out. Apparently he knew the power it held over Alice, for he watched her eyes and began skinning his dick back and forth. "You like it?" he asked, stepping to within a foot of her, grinning lewdly as he took her wrist, her robe falling open at the top to reveal her.