Amy spent the week showing Mimi and the children the sights of London, including some of the more fashionable dressmakers, while I dealt with the seve...al tasks that required attention before leaving for Grantham.First and foremost was to visit Saville Row and purchase a complete set of new clothing; shirts, waistcoats, jackets, trousers, cravats, and not forgetting drawers, etc. I had arrived in Blanchards dressed in seamen’s ‘slops’, which are garments donated by sailors to those who have lost. ’ ‘No more butt fucking? Now you arescaring me,’ I joked at first, before telling her it was also my fear, ‘I agree with you. I don’t want this thing getting any bigger, either. That’s why I’ve decided you and I won’t be taking the drug any longer, among other reasons. Without the drug, the growth should stop.’ ‘Will it?’ No, not so far anyway, which was another worry. I shrugged my shoulders, and told her a half-lie, ‘It’s too soon to tell, but I don’t see why not.’ After voicing her fears. As I fucked her, I screamed “saali, teaser bitch, behnoi kai liye itni behai, hijab e chordia?” She replied “unnn ayeee ayee ohhh fuck behnoi jee aap ki pyaari slut saali houn ahhhhh oye fuck mein mari oh yeah”. Huma started to shake and cum, he love juice streaming down her thighs.I then had her ride my lundh. no resistance this time like a sweet obiedient saali who loves her behnoi, she rode my cock, her breasts bounced with each thrust of my cock inside. She kept moaning “ffuck me fffuck me. *****"Fucking men." I swore out loud as I tried to work out what was the best way to walk back to the holiday homes where I was staying with my parents. Cursing myself for agreeing to take a free family holiday as I should have known better at 19 years of age to even remotely think that it might have been fun. The only thing that was a bit of a laugh was the local lads who hung about the camp hoping to get off with the female holiday makers. I had let a few have a fumble and a feel but no way.