”“You and Greg?”“Yes,” she replied, her voice so low that it barely registered.I let out a low moan, my imagination running wild, visions of...the two of them circling me like predators, wielding crops, striking out without warning, pain flaring through me until I couldn’t take it anymore and climaxed before both of them; Mrs. and Mr. Vandermeer.“No, please don’t make me,” I whispered, but my body had already betrayed me, or should I say my pussy had. I could sense drops of pearlescent arousal. "They can put up with me for one night. We're all just too tired to drive anymore."After we eased around to the driveway, everyone got out. I started for the luggage but Mandy said, "Leave it. We'll come out for it in a bit." Neither Yvonne nor Chloe said anything as Mandy took my hand and held it tight while we approached the back door. I wondered how our parents would react if they knew about our new relationship. It would not improve things, that much was certain.Mandy opened the door to the. I couldn’t even cry, my throat was paining so much that I felt like cutting it away. But you never cared.She-All this while I laid my heart out for you but you trampled it and walked away. Do you know how much courage it took me to make you come to my room and do that? But then tumhe to aitraaz hai. Have you ever thought about me? What happened to me? No, never, all you think is about you and yourself.She kept on blaming me for everything, which by the way was her right to do. So I was quietly. I told her I would love that but did not want to impose. She said it's ok, Mr Jensen would be out of state working and she could use a date night as well. The next day I was so nervous, I was going to go out with Mrs Jensen. I knocked on her door and she told me to come in. She asked me to come up to help her with her dress. When I got upstairs I was shocked to see Mrs Jensen wearing nothing but a black bra and panty. She asked me Blue or black. At this point I am not even sure where I was..