Bhaiya mere boobs ko baar-baar ghoor rahe the. Phir bhaiya ne kaha soni tu jaa kar fresh ho jaa main hotal se khane pine ka samaan lekar aata hoon. Ma...ne kaha thik hai bhaiya. phir mein bathroom mein nahane chaligai. nahane ke baad maine red color ka suit aur salwar pahan kar bhaiya ke room main TV dekhne lagi, aur bhiya ka intazaar karne lagi. Sham ke 5 baj rahe the, tab door bell baji maine socha bhaiya aaye honge jaise hi maine door khola bahar ek aadmi khada tha. Maine kaha haanji boliye wo. Matt got off me and I wondered what he was doing. Matt grabbed me by the side and rolled me over onto my stomach. He grabbed my hips and tried to left me. It then hit me, he wanted to fuck my doggy style. I complied and lifted up onto my hands an knees. I felt his hands on my waist and he positioned himself behind me. With no effort Matt slide his wonderful dick in my all the way. He went so deep he hit my cervix. It felt so good being that full of dick. Matt started thrusting and I only wish. But Miss Wilson never did, merely looked up through her glasses and with a long face, acknowledged whatever one had to say without actually indicating that anything would be done about whatever issue had been raised.But she looked different at the checkout in the camera store and she smiled, a lovely white smile, as she thanked the cashier and left the shop. Now that did change my attitude to her. What wonder of wonders, Miss Wilson was no doubt an attractive woman.She was in her thirties, so I. When they brought you out of it, I remember your father saying to you ‘You named your son after your brother, a hero. Don’t piss on his memory because you can’t handle the fact he’s dead.’ It sounded harsh at the time, but we all knew it was the right thing to say. Hell, it got you on the road to sobriety. Time passed, Bradley Scott grew into a healthy young boy, a cheeky smile, piercing eyes like his dad, brown hair like his mum. The phone call I got on a Sunday absolutely devastated me.