I’m from Hyderabad born and bought up in Hyderabad but now well settled in Australia the story I am writing here is the true story I did not make it... up are not even its my fantasy. I am writing the way it happened no mixing anything everyone know there are lot of women who are not satisfied and I want to try something out there are lot of boys who want to have some fun and try hard to find someone with whom they can have fun I was the one of those guys when I was in Hyderabad and I used to. Sometimes guests stopped to look at us from the aisle and later went on to call other old ladies.When the man fucking my granny finished he closed again the door and went under the shower to wash away cum and poop. My fucker and Nick’s lover dressed up without washing and the three together went away without a word.When Yuma arrived it was late, nine pm may be, and we decided to take a taxi to go home, so we went to the director’s office. The hospice director was a brunette 60 yrs old, nice and. We had a drink in a local pub and then headed into town. The girls decided that they wanted to go dancing and headed for a well known vodka bar near the city centre. Both her brother and I had no intention of getting stuck with a couple of horny eighteen year olds so, took them in then arranged to meet them later.Enabling them to get drunk and pull some lads while we went off and found some ladies. We left them at around nine and arranged to meet them around eleven to take them into a club we. Stone sighed and said, "This wasn't the smartest thing you ever did Don. I think she'll get over it but you have a really pissed off young lady here now."Mrs. Stone walked into the kitchen to return to her work and Don sat on the couch. After a few minutes he walked down the hallway to Tammy's room. She was laying on the bed crying as she talked on her phone to one of her girlfriends. He sat on the bed beside her and began rubbing her side and back as she cried. Finally she hung up the phone.