Imagining what it would be like, to be holding her in this pool, and kissing. But, with no breasts pressing between us, just the flatness of our chest...s. Maybe I would be sitting on her lap, my legs around her. I wondered if I would feel her hand against my arse, as we kissed. With her holding me tightly. Her arms were thin and feminine, but had cute muscles too. I imagined her arms around me, holding me to her chest. I would feel safe there, loved. I imagined what we then might do. I snapped. Over the next few days, we played around his home, watched tv, sat and took our meals with Riya and generally had a great time.The hug with Riya had raised my urges, and at night time when Shreyas and I were in our beds I would play with myself and think of her, her pretty face, her lovely figure.I would take a t-shirt to bed and wrap it around my penis so I didn’t make a mess in the bed.She had to spend a lot of her time looking after the baby, and many times I watched as she bent over the cot. Then I feel her lips sucking me. Hang on her lips it can't be. I am getting sucked so nice. She talks to me. It's not her lips cause the sucking continues. She asks do u like it. I mumble yes into her pussy. But she forces it down on my face she is using my face to bring herself off. She continues to rub harder and faster then she screams and shudders. The sucking stops too. As I still can't see my ears are straining to listen to what is happening. I feel the bed move by my left side. I hear. We can probably fit it into our space until we can get you fixed up with another car.”“That’s damned considerate of you. Yeah, we would appreciate a ride as far as needed to get us a new car. All we need to take with us are some tools, some clothes, and our small generator we use to make the gas pumps work.”“Do you have any guns?”“No, why do you think we need any?”“This morning, we had to chase off four men on motorcycles who were going to rape my wife before they killed all of us. You just.