Pooja, as usual, rejects with her own advice (commanding SIL). Though she enjoys his request, reserves to do it later, not to agree immediately. Kisho...re is disappointed and left the topic.Kishore leaves home and returns back later in the day in a crying mode with 10 pages of script in his hand. This time Pooja easily finds that his crying appears fake and she asks him. He says that he visited the director’s office and director gave few additional scripts that he needs to be ready.Pooja easily. He released the piss-flap of his jumpsuit and stretched his long thick cock out under the desk. He leaned back in his chair, wishing it was Lee’s hand rubbing his cock.He thought of how it would feel if she was slipping those cherry ripe lips over its head as she looked up at him with those compelling eyes. He shivered and squeezed harder as his hand slid up and down. Lost in his fantasy, he continued rubbing his cock getting faster and faster.He’d squeeze the head on every third or fourth. I guess we were getting tired. I pulled the condom off him and then we just lay there, me holding his cock, kissing and hugging. After a while, I felt his cock stir again, so I sucked it until it got hard and we did it one more time, finally falling asleep. When I woke up in the morning, I was still holding Adam’s cock. He was asleep, so I figured I knew the perfect way to awaken him. Slowly, I moved until my face was right near his cock and I gently swallowed it, slowly sucking it. It didn’t. I was still tired, so when we finished, I collapsed into a chair in the living room.“We made up a place for you down in the basement,” said my aunt. “Just take your stuff down there when you’re ready.”“Don’t worry,” snickered my uncle. “You won’t be down there alone. The basement is Jason’s insane asylum. Now your aunt and I are taking your parents out to dinner. We would take you, but where we’re going, no one under 21 allowed. But there’s plenty of food in the refrigerator, just help.