Evening when I returned at around 4pm Shyam said Bhaiya “tum kitab diye aur Champa bahut kush hoo gayee. Sara din kaam aur us key baad kitab main he... lagee rahee, ek baar bhee dukan main nahi aye.” (you gave the books and she became very excited the whole day she was working and then busy with those books and she didn’t even come once to the shop.) I smiled and said its good to read Shyam, and he nodded his head in acceptance.That week Shyam got one of his cousin sisters from the village. I came in nothing but a T-shirt and sweat pants i had no boxers on and i was instantly hard when i seen her It showed in my pants. She said lose the clothes and close the door so i closed the door first and took off my shirt and then my pants my cock was hard im about 10 inches at full she looked in amazement she said i didnt think it would be so big so i threw my sweat pants in a corner and walked over to her she laid back and spread her legs so i kneeled on the couch and grabbed her legs i. Fucking the boy like he would a grown woman.He was drooling and speaking abominable things and thrusting and the boy lay under him and his small hands went to the backs of the big man’s thighs and he pulled on his new i****tian lover and he cooed with sensual pleasure while the i****tian pervert utterly defiled the tender, light-skinned boy from Kassan.Yuri hid his eyes from watching his son being screwed like a common street whore but Verity demanded everyone watch or she would bring Gustav to. I can’t explain it. But as a teenager, he’d always loved coming all over my face, cleaning it off with my panties, then making me wear them. Just that certain dominant kind of feel.I gave him my number, and we said 2pm, Saturday. He texted me on Saturday morning and said “White shirt, no bra, white panties, black skirt, stilettos. Don’t fuck around”. It was the outfit I was wearing the first time we’d slept together.I complied. I don’t know why, but I did. He turned up and knocked on my front.