This is a true story happen to me 5 years back. I fucked my maid’s daughter. I was 22 working for a software company in Hyderabad. I used to stay in...one bedroom flat instead of staying with friends because I always wanted my privacy. I have a housemaid from nearby slums for house chores she used to come in the morning at 7 and clean the house and cooking food for me and wash my clothes. One year passed I haven’t seen her daughter. I only heard for her daughter from her as she used ask me money. Patty Johansen was one of them. She didn't look too thrilled when she saw the way Jill was hanging on my arm. A couple of them actually stopped and talked to all of us.The game was pretty lousy. We played Santa Maria, the rich kids' school. They outclassed us and we were behind by a couple of touchdowns before the first quarter was over. After that, we scored field goals where they scored touchdowns.I kissed the top of Jill's head."It's not the same." I know." Your dad always made it fun. And. Again greeting each other with soft naughty kisses, then we made our way to a more quiet spot in the mall where majority young teen couples hang and make out. Standing together Mike and I both behind our girlfriends backs as we hand them our phones first. I look down at the pictures that Mike and I took on my phone as Candice swiped threw the pictures. Horny boys are you Candice said, directing it at Mike and Tarryn for a response. Tarryn replied just before Mike saying look at those hard cock. Butall he could do was to assume he was proceeding correctly and all she coulddo was to try to survive it. At this moment she was bending over, fingers stretchingdown to touch the carpet, looking back at him in the terrified expectationthat the two most painful moments in her life up to that point were about tobecome three. A moment of stillness and silence, then swishhTHWATT! The stroke was a littleharder than the first two and it landed where Oswald had aimed it, a littlelower. Emily jumped.