No opportunities presented themselves for us to hang out together after school and become close. The Thursday before Good Friday, he approached me ju...st as we were dismissed for lunch about working with him and his dad for the long weekend. His dad needed some extra help on the farm. He had asked Cameron to check around and see if somebody wanted to make some money working on the farm for 3 days. As an eighteen year old, I sure could use the money for gas for the car and for burgers and babes.. I try to make myself scarce now when he’s had too much to drink because, to tell you the truth, I’m scared of him. We don’t do much together anymore, other than the odd social function, and we’ve slept in separate rooms for years. It’s not really much of a life we’ve made for ourselves.” “I’m sorry to hear that, Rina. I really am. It seems like such a waste for such a fine woman, and it really bothers me that he scares you.” “I’ll be okay, Stuart.” “I hope so. But, you know, you’re not alone in. My wife picked the smallest guy and he went in behind her and started to put his cock up her ass as she fucked the other guy. As he entered her she started to scream Rick told the third guy to get his cock in her mouth and shut the bitch up.The guy wnd around to her head had one hand on his cock grabbed the back of my wife's head and buried his cock in my wife's mouth and down her throat. This made her stop screaming and all that I could hear is her muffled sounds of her sucking cock.This went. One day I returned from office after a night shift. She was cleaning and watering the veranda. She wore saree but not in a proper place where I could able to see her boobs. From that day I started to dream about her. Below are our conversation:Me: hi aunty, please wait I open the door (she pour the water on me little bit)Geetha: sorry, I didn’t notice youM: its ok, no problemI open the door enter into my flat and closed the door. Peeped through the door small glass hole where I could see good.