Removing a brown paper bag, she walked towards me and placed the bag in my hand. Inside I saw the condoms she had bought that afternoon. I mentally fe...lt the pain I had gone through 2 years ago when she had demanded that I be vasectomised. Although it was all that time ago, I could still remember the weeks of pain that I had endured. Emma had insisted that I had the snip in case I ruined her budding modelling career with an accidental fat belly, and to ensure that she didn't go through with her. We were both so exhausted. I released my final load and I slipped out. I slumped down next to her. We both panted hard to fight for breath, we both lay there as the music played to a crescendo and the dogs barked outside. It was around two o’clock as we listened to another classical piece. The dogs had gone quiet outside and we drifted off to sleep. I woke up in a daze, I felt a hand on my chest and my cock was tingling. For a second I had forgotten where I was, I rubbed my eyes to clear my. I went in and sat as far as possible , I heard them giggling and Laughing and soon deepak just left and went home . I just kept reading and to my surprise he came to me and sat beside me and asked ” Kitna Hua padha ke ” , he was talking so close to me I could feel his hot breath , I could feel he was trying to seduce me again , I saw the Buldge in his pants and my nipples got hard , but I controlled and replied ” Haan yaar , tu Bata Tera kitna Hai ” ,I felt so embarrassed because I forgot to. ” has been a motto that my Uncle James has lived by for years. My Uncle J, as we call him and his new Jamaican wife had only been married a few months when I came to live with them. It started that first night when I caught my Uncle J staring at my boobs. It was very clear that my uncle liked young girls; young pretty black girls. My dad and his step brother was never really close, as a matter of fact they barely knew one another. But when my folks were killed in a car crash I had no other.