The trail led out of the woods and into a small lake, “Here we are,” said Holly, “come with me, Maria,” she pointed to a lady that stood by th... lake.As they walked over to her, Maria noticed the details. The woman seemed in her early twenties, with long blonde hair and a fuck-me dress, Maria was tempted to call her a bimbo. Next to her was a table and two chairs. On the table was what looked like a picnic basket.“Great evening, Jane,” Holly greeted the woman who nodded her head, “thank you so. One of my uncles used to take care of the requirements of our family since my father was abroad.His name was Zakir Khan. Zakir uncle was a clever man. Throughout my childhood, he played well with me. I was hardly 9 years of age when he fucked me. I cannot forget that night. There was blood in my ass and I was crying. I cannot forget his wicked smile.Since then, he has always made out with me. My entire childhood passed in sucking his cock, rimming his ass, bearing his slaps and getting fucked. Then I apologized to her for having such a rough week, and then told her that we had the weekend to ourselves and I was going to pamper her all weekend. She looked up at me and smiled, telling me how much she loved me. I leaned down, kissed her forehead and told her I was heading downstairs to start dinner, for her to yell for me when she was ready to get out of her bath. As I was cooking dinner, chicken fettuccine Alfredo with broccoli, I heard Jennifer yell down from upstairs. I had another. I almost missed the feeling of him taking me. As I layed there in bed, my teenage hormones began to take over again. My cock stiffened at the sexual thoughts.I was horny and I knew of one for sure way to statisfy my lust. When I heard Jon’s mom leave for her morning jog and with my friend Jon still asleep. I slipped out of the room and peeked inside Jon’s dads bedroom. He was still in bed, but awake. Without saying a word, I quietly stepped inside and closed the door behind me. Jon’s dad didn’t.