“Manu, slow down little guy. She’s moving back in with you, but not until tomorrow. Tonight, Kavita and I are going to commemorate our mutual love. I’m going to show her what it feels like to be a woman. I’m going to light up her fireworks in ways she will never forget, and she’s going to take me to places I’ve never been to.” I looked at him incredulously with a mix of jealousy, awe, and revulsion. My heart was beating fast, young and with all the emotion, part of me felt like throwing up. I drank a glass of water to calm myself down. I told him I wanted to speak to Kavita. Prem changed the subject abruptly. “I think it would be best for you to stay somewhere else for the night. My friend Zubin from my office has slut a place where you could crash for the night. No one would ever know.” I objected bitterly, “What?!! No! I want to be teen in my own home. It’s not like I haven’t seen and heard what happens between the two of you!” “Once again, Manu. You’re only thinking about yourself. It’s very selfish, don’t you think? This is not about what YOU have seen or heard. This is about what would make your WIFE more comfortable.” “Oh really?” I replied. “Yes, really. Just so you know, it was Kavita’s idea, not mine.” He sounded like he was telling the truth. “But look, Manu, it’s up to you. Who am I to tell you that you can’t go back to your own home. Do whatever you like!” At that point, as asian if on cue, as if he knew I would bring this up, Prem pulled out a sealed japanese envelope from his pocket. Pressing my fingers into the soft pale flesh surrounding my cunt, I eased myself open, trembling as I felt my tender little twat gape. He wasn't racist per se and japanese didn't really care much for religion. “Yes Master,” was all Silk could say. He groaned and her big tits swayed as she blew his cock with enthusiasm. Animal rutting. But it was for Ryan, so I just knew that I’d do it. She did and he moved behind her. Dammm that was a nice view. “I can't wait.” Both chefs acknowledge what I have told them slut and agree. I opened it up and loaded on some porn. “can I do push ups, Kyle? He could see teen the grimace on Aiko face and wondered if he was hurting her. The first person their mother would see if she opened her eyes would be him, yet his hand kept moving. So simple, but so much fun; and it did what the sign said. I folded my pillow under my head so I could just relax and watch her work. parting the poor cheese cloth young easily and baring her back as I ease it downwards and yet with asian no danger what so ever of cutting her soft flesh.” She agreed. Im almost there… almost…. She needs help badly."