Free Forum: BALL RATS returned to Grandmothers house. Rabia and the members of the party said their goodbyes and left. My parents and I returned to our town house in Gulberg, where I showered and fell asleep, my prick still throbbing at the thought of Rabia being fucked hard by me.
Eid came. All the greetings and exchanges of visits took the whole day up. By the Second day of Eid, everyone was more laid back and relaxed. Over a late breakfast, still sleepy and horny, my mother asked me to go over to Rabia's house and spend the night as Uncle was off to Karachi on some urgent work Rabia's children were spending two days with their paternal grandparents on their farm, just outside Lahore. As Mama put it " you can't trust the servants".
I was later to find out that Rabia had arranged this all once Uncle had announced he had to go to Karachi.
I was with my aunt in her house by lunchtime. The servants were given the day off to visit relatives and Rabia and I were finally alone.
