It was my mother’s sister’s daughter who was getting married. My mother had gone alone. To drop her back home from the engagement, my mother’s s...ister husband (my aunt’s husband) dropped her back in his car. During this time we were very tight for cash and the house was very close to be taken away. Our close family knew this. Well my mother reached home and aunt’s husband Vikesh also entered. They both thought I was not at home but at college. Really I was in my room working.I peeped from my. ... well, I just kinda let it go, I... you might not, I don't know, like it or..." "C'mon honey spit it out," he ordered as his hand left the steering wheel for a second and caressed my thigh. "Well," I started again, my face now scrunched up in a near grimace, "The hotel might be expecting a married couple Daddy, a couple on their honeymoon." "Huh, how come?" he asked, a confused look crossing his face, his fingers momentarily tightening on my bare upper leg. Rushing now, eager to. She unzipped his pants as they passed the closed door to their guest bedroom. Livia thought she heard a grunt coming from the room as they passed, but Robert paid no heed. Livia pushed Robert onto the mattress in her bedroom and pounced on him with unusual aggressiveness. She straddled him and caressed his chest, his shirt unbuttoned, revealing his hairless well-toned chest. Robert looked at her, puzzled, and asked "What's gotten into you?" Livia placed her right index. .. that means me and Latisha."My fists clenched as the woman's hand returned to my lap, her black fingers gripping my white cock. She squeezed and rubbed it and, to my horror, it stiffened."Aha, the white boy likes it," Mr. Jackson said and chuckled."I want him to fuck me," the woman said, the first time my mother and I heard her voice."Well get undressed then," Mr. Jackson said.My teacher began undressing and the woman jumped from the couch. As each article of clothing was removed I noticed.