Now---I really bad need to whack off, and take a shower, so get up to your room and find something to do”. Dustin looked up at me and responded “...an I watch you ?” I looked at him, steely in the eyes—a boy should learn shit right when he asks about it. “Sure”I took to my bed, and plopped down on my back. Dustin joined me on my left side. In spite of the v I o l e n t assault on my ass the night before, all that pressure constantly hitting the back of my prostrate had me still about half hard.. I hugged her and said she wouldn't be called the class goody-two-shoes anymore.I could not believe that Susan had never told David about her caning as we often reminisced about the event when we met for a coffee. It had made such an impression on all of us, especially Susan. I presumed she must have discussed it with him.My husband loved me to tell him the tales of my canings at school as the resulting fuck was always exhilarating.During my chats with Susan, I had already assumed her marriage. "Beg for it, you cougar slut," he whispered huskily into my ear. Oh God, it drove me wild when he said things like that to me. I could just feel waves throughout my entire body, I felt so alive and turned on by this boy half my age that so aroused me. "Please, please fuck me, Roy, I love you so much, baby," I said so softly into his ear as I could feel his dick sliding in and out of me, rubbing against my clit. I was squeezing my cunt muscles around his cock, milking him as I could feel him. Suma welcomed me with her innocent beautiful smile and invited me into the house. I asked her to prepare tea for both of us and sat in the main hall. Suma entered into the kitchen to prepare tea. She went to the kitchen and prepared tea.Suma is in her early thirties. She is married and mother of two k**s. But she is staying with my grandmother for the last ten years since her husband left her and ran away with another girl. Her k**s go to school at my grandmother’s house.She is very hardworking.